Like life is happy.

Faith encourages hope.

Hope is simple.

Hope is difficult.

It seems,

Life is confusing.

Confusion is welcoming.

We welcome it,

Welcome it into existence.

Comforting only because,

Because of what we will lose.

If we are not confused,

Then we have knowledge.

We have understanding.

Who wants understanding?

The End

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