"Praise and blame, gain
and loss, pleasure and sorrow
come and go like the wind.
To be happy,
rest like a giant tree
in the midst of them all."
[buddha]
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Hope - still
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Hope is bloody-knuckled and bruised
From punching the wall in an attempt
To break it down.
Hope knows the only way through
Is through
And time heals
And...
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