I cannot live
without hope.
Like a bird with a broken wing,
I keep believing
that if I try hard enough
to fly,
I will.
Obstinately refusing to believe
the stars
are not my destiny.
Nancy Parry
without hope.
Like a bird with a broken wing,
I keep believing
that if I try hard enough
to fly,
I will.
Obstinately refusing to believe
the stars
are not my destiny.
Nancy Parry
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