Amid darkness, a beacon shines bright,
Hope flickers softly, casting out the night.
In times of despair, when all seems lost,
Hope gently whispers–no matter the cost.

Through trials and tribulations, we must endure,
For hope will guide us, of that we can be sure.
When darkness surrounds us, threatening to consume,
Hope keeps us afloat, like a life-saving plume.

In the depths of despair, where shadows creep,
Hope rises up, breaking through the deep.
It’s a light in darkness–a spark of belief,
A lifeline on which to hold, in times of grief.

So hold onto hope, when all seems bleak,
For it is the strength we need when we are weak.
In the face of adversity, let hope be your guide,
For in its comforting embrace, we can abide.

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