In all darkness
In all the cinder ashes
I see a light
That little light on a boat
A boat of saviors
A jar that gleams so bright
I see the shadows of the waves
I remind myself
That there still is hope
There still is saviors
The red tube wraps around me
I gasp for air
And least I have air
That is hope
Those are my miracle jars
Don't ever let your hope
Get drowned by the waves
Words for Thoughts
By theMagicalUnihorse
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