The world is dark.
Empty, lonely, hopeless.
All that is surrounding is black.
Pitch black, darkest of dark, free of hue.
All is cold, dead, and desolate.
Something shines ahead…
What is this speckle of light,
Splotched on the empty, dark palette?
It is hope, shining bright and clear.
Hope for a better place,
Hope engulfing you.
Tomorrow brings a new day.
Are you prepared for what lies ahead?
The journey may seem relentless,
And all ahead may seem vast,
But follow that light of hope,
And you will find a new perspective.

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