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Hope Is A Ghost

October 17, 2011

Hope holds your head in its flighty grasp
Tracing patterns on your skull with its wispy fingertips
Giving you something to accompany your many lonely nights with
It encourages your tattered wings to spread
Like a sheet in the wind, they flutter
Almost uncontrollably
But as you tremble and falter over the vast now black forests
It embraces you
And with almost floating lips right to your jaw
Your cheek
Your ear
It whispers, "Believe . For I am always here . Somewhere "
And then disappears
For hope is a ghost
But you'll always find her here

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