A wish,
A promise of something to come.
A hope,
an expectation.
It wakens, enlightens,
warmsthe heart.
It lives - eternally.
It lies without fail upon some human breast.
Yet it dies too, for some;
and when it does,
life becomes a mere desert -
too real, too inevitable:
no more an oasis;
no more a prospect.
Just a misgiving,
a misfortune,
a turn of fate.
A human tragedy.
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