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Saturday, March 19, 2005
9:51 AM
Hope is a beautiful thing But what it is.. do we know?Is it that thing that keeps us goingEven without us knowing?Or is it shooting blankly in spaceand later finding that life's one big nothinghow then do we keep surviving?Do we throw away the past and let time die like the rose in a vasewill it then be possible to carry on?i guess there's no use hiding from your historyor it'll make u one big mysterySo start out with what you're left withand set your sights on other thingsand when darkness will fall you can put a new hope back on the wall..