I've always expected good things
to come.
for good people to appear,
for love to arrive
on time.
true love, not the other kind.
I'm optimistic by nature
despite
what's come along. I always see
the light
at the end of every dark
tunnel, no matter what's
gone wrong.
and truly, nothing's changed.
I still look up, and expect good.
expect joy, expect that the best
is yet to come.
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