Hope
The insperation.
The reluctance.
The strength.
The weakness.
It is what fills us.
It makes us do what we do.
It powers us when there is no power.
It brings us down when there is none.
It is the moon.
It is the sun.
It is the sky.
It is the ground.
Everything relies on it,
To make them grow strong.
To fill them with a power,
And make them whole.
Hope.
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