Soul drawn
Eyes focused
Hope high
My thoughts fixed on the happy side of tomorrow.
Wipe, wipe, reality wipes away my imagination, making it unreal.
High are my hopes.
Higher are the challenges.
Truthful side of life
Happy ending is not assured.
Where we found ourselves, maybe where we meant to be, maybe not.
But we on a journey, journey of hope.
Every tick of the clock
Brings a chance for advancement....
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