There Is Hope We lament, Hoping for a listener. Can anybody hear our cries of pain? Looking into a blue void that is the sea From this precipice of hope, We pray that our freest will not cave in And send us flailing to the waves. You are pushed. The sea awaits your arrival, Arms open wide. Lose yourself in a cold, dark abyss, Flounder beneath the murky surface Till when the time comes You break out and Gasp for long lost air. As your broken lungs sigh, The sea salt whispers, "there is hope".
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