Hope...
Give me the struggle,
The iron,
The volcanoes,
Let bodies cling like magnets to my body.
Come quickly to my veins
And to my mouth.
Speak through my speech,
And through my blood.
As if nobody died, nothing
As if they were falling
On the ground,
Or water on water.
Ice is cold...
Life is cold...
People is cold...
Hope ?
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