Dust Of Hope


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By Heidi Gerstenbauer

For far to many times she's tried.
Fail and fail, denied of pride.
Door after door searching to find.
Something of meaning, one of a kind.

The mistakes remain real.
One last chance to run.
Time's falling away.
But done remains done.

Truth screams pain.
And pain she can take.
Every truth holds two lies.
And those lies hold her fate.

No more reasons to hide.
With her head held high.
She'll walk with pride.
The dust of hope keeps her alive.

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