After long suffering, hope is painful.
It brings realisation of waste.
That doesn't mean you should give up hope.
Chance favours the prepared mind.
Without hope your mind is not prepared.
Note to self: Hope.
I am a shadow in your memories
a caress in all our magic
out of the whole to which it belongs
let me shine for a moment
a moment of simplicity
a drop of life to be reborn in
We dream of castles in the air
the while we trod on fallen leaves.
Brown whitens on the snowshoe hare.
The creeping thyme no longer creeps.
The while we trod on fallen leaves
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