The High Waters

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I - Hope

The water is high,

Rising, rising.

The water is close,

About to meet the land.

Yet, I stand.

Looking at the water,

About to crash down.

On the shores of the sea.

Feet, firmly in the ground.

All hope may be lost,

The future may not be bright.

But I know I shall survive;

No matter how hard,

The waters may fall.

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