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HOPE°✨
When midnight strikes it chest at dawn,
none than early the final chapter of yawn.
The hope for sunrise burns within with an eruption,
fresh as breeze, innocent and free from corruption.
In moments conscience...
none than early the final chapter of yawn.
The hope for sunrise burns within with an eruption,
fresh as breeze, innocent and free from corruption.
In moments conscience...
