A song for the hopeful.

Our lives have become an endless void

with only flashes of meaning.

Little hopeful sparks of purpose

that led us all inescapably

to such demanding extents

that the will of the strongest were broken

and the best of men made humble.

So we must all find a way

to best survive our own trials

and to guard our fragile hearts.

In the face of all the worl throws at us,

to learn to love

and be loved in return.

Then when we have endured all this,

we will thank the heavens

that life is mercifully not eternal.

For all we have been forced to stomach

seem worth it for just so long

till we can bear it no more.

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