hope

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hope   once a lovely thing             you stole away and left me here             said you'd come visit soon        your perfume just a faded memory on the clothes you left behind            still it's there to remind of better times     when most could trust     i trusted you     you trusted me        trust to support us  through the age    'till reason cleansed our weary souls            but now you live far far away               more distant than you've ever been            i have not seen you nor you me in a very long time            awaken               awaken               come visit soon     before i give you up        left with this barren threadbare coat     a memory of what should have been

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