I’ve learned something lately, to be eternally addicted to hope.
No matter how crazy life is, no matter how hard to cope.
For hope is this beautiful power, that brings me back again.
Then as if by magic, hope becomes a real-life win.
The circumstances change, and the things out of line, begin to line up.
All I have been fighting for will suddenly show up.
The struggles lessen then, and I have a chance to breathe.
When the next battle comes, hope once again beckons me.
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