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I wrote this about a year ago when I was in a particularly depressed mood IRONEY OF HOPE It comes true, Only enough to continue on. It feeds me, As if petting a beaten dog. It's purpose, Is to keep me alive long enough, That the odds, Are defied and my dream comes true. I hate it, But without it I am forgotten. Ironic, And it's reffered to as my hopes.
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