Deat M. Hope never fails us

Dear M.

We intent to loose faith
Or loose hope
Then unexpected
A coin droppes

We expect life to be
As a sports match
A certain outcome
A yes or a no
A loose, win or draw

Black or white
We overlook grey
And the outcome of it
It may sound strange

But bad can be good
We censor ourselves
And limit our goals
If we stick to
The expected roads

If we are openminded
We are able to receive
Much more then the ladder
We ought to see
The unexpected
Will set us free


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