Hope is like a silver thread, full of strength, yet so easily broken.
Hope stands at the edge, like a shiny token,
Hope is like a glimmering light, sometimes weak, sometimes bright.
Hope stands ready, when all seems lost,
Standing in the gap, when seas are tossed.
Hope gives its light, sending its shining ray.
Hope stands watching, when the hopless pray.
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