Hope Poem by George Samuel
Hope
I seek a way leading to hope,
My pen 🖊 has bled enough to soil my rope:
My cry faint far away in the woods '
Does someone cares if I lost much blood;
That I'm not sure, for was warned about my price '
Which I'm bound to pay to arise;
The is of faith '
And means little if it comes late;
It feels blind to know where you're going...
But not to know how to get through? !
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