It's half past five at eventide,
The news of the day is within sight.
I wait for what it has to say,
To renew my hope for another day.
It's the hour of hope, that daily news,
To hope I hold on, to despair I refuse.
Until the plague is brought to heel,
My hour of hope will remain still.
Hope
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