I Hold Hope

At night, when I’m cold and all alone,

I long to speak to you over the phone,

But in the absence, Love of you,

the only thing that’s left to do,

is hold on as tightly as I can

to the memories of a man…

knew him when the Earth began,

I hold hope, though, instead of him.

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