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My hope exists in the glint in dark,

Where there is a nonentity of spark.

In the bees collecting nectar,

From blossoms in the daylight blaze.

In the birds collecting twigs and grass,

In her beak an immense clasp.

In the battles of troopers,

Possessing all urges to gain a victory.

Children beside the swings,

Waiting for their turn to come.

In the eyes of the ice cream man,

Sitting in the winters breeze waiting for his first sell.

In kid’s, eyelash hair lay on his hands,

Wishing for all the unusual elements.

I see hope in all the little quirks,

Which aren’t influential, but that’s how life works.

In you, in me and tiny facet of the universe.

-Riya Shah

By Ray


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