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I named myself impoverished by the thing I could not do.
Though, past the error messages I found wealth I never knew.

Much was broken, much was lost, I couldn’t see what could be gained.
All I could determine, then, was that I was forever stained.

Hope was a single ember, yet, its wan light held me aloft.
It guided me thru my ruins dark…as is its nature oft.

It lived on nowt but wishes waif that things were not as they were.
As I learned perspective, it was fueled & caused my dreams to stir.

Now, my hope is glutted fat on treacle plans & wildest goals.
Though your light at times grows dim, it always leads to brighter shoals.