My Dearest Hope

Within my heart,
There is a small secret place,
Sheltered from the world.

Within this secret place,
There is a fragile dream,
Too delicate for the world.

Within this fragile dream,
There is my dearest hope,
Unable to survive in the world.

Should doubt or fear kill this hope,
The dream would shatter,
The secret place would be empty.
And I would die.

For the dream is that you care for me.

The hope is that you love me.

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