Hope

Another vase tipped over... Broke to pieces.
To gather strengths we must, to lead the way.
Each day unfolds like one of masterpieces,
And like a drawing soon it fades away.

I only hope that on the day to come,
I won't regret, I won't despise.
Nor will I hide from someone else's eyes.
Nor will I weep for someone else's soul.

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