Hope is hard too see right now.
We want to find it; don’t know how.
Everywhere I look, I see
The turmoil churning painfully.
Yet if I look within, I know
What now is was so long ago.
Nothing that we see is new,
Including what we’re going through.
If they’ve been and are again,
The good news here today, my friend
Is that which is and troubles you
Will soon be something you’ve passed through.
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