A dear friend of mine,
waited eagerly for me, one Sunday,
as I walked by, she asked me a question;
"Where do you find hope?"
I was caught off guard,
my eyes blinked, and time moved slow,
I felt subdued, it was something,
I indeed didn't know.
She smiled and smiled,
As if this was all a test,
Called me a wasted fool ,
And went...
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