When my interest in life wanes, When happy and sad cease to make Sense, When smiling is an effort, And crying offers no solace, Dear hope, come to me with your grace. When silence gets tough to bear, When noise just mutes my fear, When eyes stop smiling at your sight, And heart shuts to feeling your presence, Dear love, come to me with your cheer. When days are lighter with no energy, When nights are longer with no sleep, When life is stuck in despair, When death offers deliverance, Dear life come to me with your promise. When the cage feels tough to break, When the troubles are no little hills, When I question my usefulness, And doubt my dreams, Dear self, come to me like a baby. Let's grow up. Yet again!
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