Sudden blue
like a blow
who knows
from when
or where
it comes
from the
viaduct
the Bay
shines today
like a blank
page
so very full
of promise–
but how it does
get taxing,
all this hoping
and hoping,
and hoping–
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OPTIONAL POETRY 
So many emotions are on the same road, like a torus. Hope on the inside, despair on the outside. They’re both exhausting.
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Exactly!
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I liked this one before you even wrote it.
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Hoping and hoping , whole work is depend on hoping, lovely
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this is how it always happens to me, too…such a relatable piece and so apt at this point in my life…beautifully penned
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Thanks for your thoughtful comment! I’m always amazed at how quickly it can come out of nowhere…
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So very true…you are welcome…
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