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Hope The grass will not settle Beneath our feet Hope The sun will rise With wondrous oranges And sleep will come Hope That hope is not wasted Tasting a twinge of regret May make hope sweeter Hope That hope is real
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Apr 22, 2015
Apr 22, 2015 at 9:55 PM UTC
Hope
Hope The grass will not settle Beneath our feet Hope The sun will rise With wondrous oranges And sleep will come Hope That hope is not wasted Tasting a twinge of regret May make hope sweeter Hope That hope is real
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Apr 22, 2015
Apr 22, 2015 at 9:55 PM UTC
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