My hope
Like rope

Full of strength
With greater depth
Sees no death

Act of true courage
Always keep me encouraged
It’s a narrow ridge
Travel I without bridge

A tiny voice always rise
With colorful wings it flies
Giving light to tired eyes
An important lesson which supplies
Hope’s the gift in disguise.
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