Bottom of the box

Words laced with pain

The sting of anguish

Sings through thin veins.

But through it all

I sense new beginnings.

For when all is said and done

At the bottom of Pandora’s box lay Hope.

On those days

The dark days

Temptation and Desperation

Pull us into their embrace

Whispering

“Release, Hope.”

Those days

When nothing else remains

Hope is all we have left

But she will never abandon humanity.

Only when we’ve given her up

Is she truly gone.

So in turn

We hold steadfast

Resolute in our stance.

~Quill

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