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What if there was no real hope and never had been any?
How could it be that hoping so, could have deceived so many?
What might it be, the mystery of why we hope at all,
If hoping doesn’t fill a need then why do we hear its call?
A hope is just anticipation of what we need to know
Of those things that will affect us, as we change and grow.
So knowledge is the root of hope and hope is like a flower.
That fades once it has blossomed to be replaced by another.
So better that we take care of the root so it won’t die,
Knowledge being like the seed that keeps that hope alive.
Fed by the water of our source and the sunlight of our spirit
Our souls provide the soil for that knowledge to grow from it.
No need to hope for better days as they're already here,
Our knowledge is a part of us and that is crystal clear.
So finally, it all comes down to what we say and do
Being a part of that greater whole , it’s just us, me and you.
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