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The task goes on, Like sun each morn, A cause so bright, Fills us with light. Though shadows fall, Hope stands up tall, A tiny spark, Against the dark. And dreams take flight, Stars in the night, They softly gleam, A waking dream.
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Jan 24
Jan 24, 2026 at 7:55 AM UTC
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The task goes on, Like sun each morn, A cause so bright, Fills us with light. Though shadows fall, Hope stands up tall, A tiny spark, Against the dark. And dreams take flight, Stars in the night, They softly gleam, A waking dream.
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Jan 24
Jan 24, 2026 at 7:55 AM UTC
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