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Hope Unfound

From days I cannot count,
To years of growing grey.
When all my companions rout,
In this darkness I must stay.

To what end am I living
And drink life’s bitter tonic,
In this world so unforgiving?
In silence, cacophonic.

To see the world in black
and white, to find my love.
I have carried this heavy pack,
And thunder mocks me from above.

And in so living, I do avow
That I did not choose my pain
But search, here and now,
To escape from my darkening bane.

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