Hope abides; therefore I abide.
Countless frustrations have not cowed me.
I am still alive, vibrant with life.
The black cloud will disappear,
The morning sun will appear once again
In all its supernal glory.
This poem speaks about hope and abiding by hope. This person says if you live your life around hope, life will give back to you.
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