I stand in the midst of tainted buildings and black sky
I have lost the war
There is nothing left
I failed for the first time,
I failed for the second time
And now I have failed for the sixth time
But even after all those sufferings
This tiny piece of hope never left my heart
It kept me from falling apart
in my worst times
And I learned to stand straight
when everything next to me was dying
Maybe, someday when I will win
This tiny piece of hope will no longer glow faintly
It will glow with such power
that it will illuminate the world.
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