There is no life that can survive
The desolation of my sin
A vast and barren nothingness
For miles and miles, all deep within
But one endures the worst of it:
A tree that doesn’t stand so tall
Nor is its spread of branches wide
It’s just a tree that’s there, that’s all
And there it is, a sole survivor:
Hope. My hope will see its death
Upon a wind that cuts like sword
That blows before my final breath
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