High Hopes

My eyes, they seen many things,
Alas they are too tired of seeing
The same shapes, the same people
I beg you not to bestow upon me
Age full of darkness, I still, wish to see
In hopes, one day, I'll see something new
Something one of a kind
Some diamond in the rough
Some matter of a kind, a miracle
Worth seeing


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