Hope is a wildfire
starting in the barren lands
of melencholy
and despair.
Something sparks:
a flicker
of faith,
an ember
of promise.
It could extinguish,
never to return,
or it could ignite,
casting light
on the darkness
of desperation
and filling the emptiness
of rejection.
The once-small spark
now a wildfire
spreading through
the vast regions
of our minds
and enveloping
all traces of loss,
till all that is left is hope
a wildfire of hope-
a wildfire of hope.

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