Promise me you'll cling to hope
Your entire universe hinges on the word And what it means to you
Is it a pinky promise that they'll always be there Whispered plans between lovers Wishful thinking about what's next
Or is it an assurance unwavering Because the One who gives it Is the same One who breathed starlight into existence?
I pray you choose the latter
From the book: Chronic Defiance
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