Hope is the thing that keeps people going on with life, Many who have lost hope,have lost the will to live, Thereby forsaking their will to live, They take the dive into the abyss of horror and deprivation, Slowly and steadily, Their souls are slowly seeped of life, Torture and suffering are a constant element in life, People learn to either live with it or die because they couldn't handle it, Hope is what the people who survive,live on,it is the breath of air that keeps the soul alive, Without it, You might as well give up and drop dead, Cos that will save you the trouble of getting a coffin. Hope is what you feel everyday when you wake up and experience the first stirrings of the new morn, Hope is what the people cling to when they suffer from oppression, Hope is what keeps them alive, Hope is what will prevail given the time to do so, Forever and always it will be there and you have just to reach out your hand and you will touch it.Birth sign: Not entered
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