This ode is written for the giver of glorius dreams. She is the lone light left inside of this selfish empty cavern. Lost, tired, and confused her glow guides us through our journeys into the soul. The creatures of doubt surround and consume all who are about, But she captures us from this doom. All of mankind is here, only continuing for her. Sespite cold damnpness and fear Lady Hope pushes on, forever more.
Reason for writing:
Started as a school assignment, and i guess i enjoyed the experience.
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