I know you will come

when a sad day ends;

I know you will come

To apply balm

On my wound

the battle of life causes.


As I am in my wits’ end

and fear grips me

In times of crisis,

Soon after, you’ll come

To break my fear and

To clear my confusion.


When I can’t find

The rhythm of language

in the land of poetry,

I am hopeful,

You will come to my help.


I know you will come,

So I hope and wait for you;

So I live for you.

There is hope,

So I remain alive.

Hope, you exist;

So I exist,

And I am hopeful.

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