
Slipped through
Hope’s hold,
Joyful effervescence
Leaves dark
In hand
Save for
By which
Goodbye
Tears die
From hearts apart and, hence,
New light
Serves right
Into
Palliation’s presence. ; )

Slipped through
Hope’s hold,
Joyful effervescence
Leaves dark
In hand
Save for
By which
Goodbye
Tears die
From hearts apart and, hence,
New light
Serves right
Into
Palliation’s presence. ; )
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