" In darker days, look forward to the ever so distant light at the end of the tunnel.

but you then you go onto think "is this worth the fight?"

but that though is only evanescent, next thing you know your heading off saying to yourself "i hope hope hope this is right"

you hoping the journey will speed up, you want it to expedite,

hope is what ben franklin had, that stormy day flying his kite,

waiting there ever so patiently like a fisherman waiting for a bite,

just about to give up for the day, when wait whats this, the current was erratic, i finally got it, i finally got it, the ecstatic fisherman yells.

as her returns to his home town his story gets better in better, each and every time he tells,

all because of the fact, he looked forward to a possible distant light at the end of the tunnel, and stuck it out for the day."

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