Monday, July 25

dolphin


You are an open window
You are a breath of fresh air
You are a hope for happiness
A hope for fulfillment.
If you are lost
And if the hope dies
My home with its people will feel like noise.
I will have to bear.
I will have to endure.
I know that you might be lost,
I know that hope may die.
I stand at the edge of a cliff,
And I will watch it falling.
If it does, I will endure, I will bear.


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