In the reach of hopeful hands,
A connection spans, Met with a cold, harsh shove, Pushes back the warmth of love. Tender hearts, with courage bared, Seek solace in souls they dared, Met with walls of stone and lack, Rejected, pushed, their spirits crack. In the silence of the space, Echoes of longing, that familiar embrace, From rejection rise, Lift tear-stained eyes. In the darkness, seeds take root, Resilience blooms, its tender shoot, From every push, a new path found, Hope's sweet sound. So, reach again, with steadfast grace, Though pushed back, still seek your place, For in the dance of push and reach, A symphony of resilience, we each teach. |
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