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Gm :)
A human lives by hope
by the hope that night will once again turn into morning,
that the fields will turn green again,
that doors once closed will open once more,
that winter will pack its suitcase and leave,
and that the earth will wear the bright green dress of spring.
A human lives by hope
by the red of poppies,
by the cheerful songs of canaries,
by the return of swallows,
by the scent of night-blooming flowers,
by the gentle drizzle of spring rain on the way,
and by the beautiful birth of the rainbow,
born from the embrace of rain and sunlight.
A human lives by hope
by the faith that the moon won’t stay behind the clouds forever,
that these bitter days of forced separation
promise the warmth of kisses and embraces to come,
and that a smile will be the reward of patience.
Yes, a human lives by hope…