The past is a pretense, best left observed
Never to be challenged, always yet unheard
Trust past hopes, or be forever left unfree
That hope you once had, is still alive in me
Hope is in the moment, hope is for tomorrow
Hope is of atonement, lest all be left in sorrow
Examine what you know, seeing what you missed
My hope left on show, for the one I may have kissed
Forever trust my hope, for your future I have lived
Without your pain on show, my future now has dimmed
In loving trust, take hold the arm I give
For in you is my hope, of futures left unlived
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