Her eyes were glued to the night sky
As she basked in the moon's soft glow
And the stars winked from afar,
She felt a tinge of thrill.
For the first time in a long time,
Hope embraced her.
Life might just offer some good will.
It was something new,
For madness
And darkness
did not envelope her this time around.
Feb 6, 2019
Feb 6, 2019 at 8:52 AM UTC
Her eyes were glued to the night sky
As she basked in the moon's soft glow
And the stars winked from afar,
She felt a tinge of thrill.
For the first time in a long time,
Hope embraced her.
Life might just offer some good will.
It was something new,
For madness
And darkness
did not envelope her this time around.
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