Hope is like a burning match
Easily lit and easily put out
Life is like our hopes
Nice to create but hard to keep
Willows cry as much as sleep
Sleeping to keep Winter’s dreams alive
Live in your dreams like Van Gogh,
Embrace the madness with understanding
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