For every moment of adversity lies the strength to persevere.

If one were to gaze upon a rough-hewn moment,

etched from the strain of time,

or the alleviation of the past,

catch the shimmer of hope,

reflected in a glistening glass.

Shone forth from opaque uncertainty,

refracted from the present,

persisting through adversity.

Stand affirm all is temporary,

none can withstand,

or collapse,

against shimmering hope,

no matter how faint it may be.

For even when the faintest light,

remains in the darkest recess,

bound in the boundless heart,

freed fluttering from the soul,

beaming towards the future.

True beauty born of determination.

The End

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