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A FRAGILE HOPE
What a mess my life now seems
The crashing down of all my dreams
My dreams appear as fantasy
Once thought of as my destiny
My destiny gone up in smoke
Reality has been awoke
Awoke within, reality
And all is now unclear to me
What the future hold's unclear
But I am not supposed to fear
Fear is born from lack of trust
All of mine has turned to dust
Dust like ashes, garment's torn
My sackcloth has to be transformed
Transform my sackcloth, I can't cope
But I still have A FRAGILE HOPE
Sandy Rousseau copyright October 4, 2010
