The figure of a woman, in the distance, silhouetted. Behind her, the sun is resplendent, glowing with a purity, a brilliance unknown to man. This is Hope, the child of the Universe, the first and last daughter in his heart. She carries the weight of the world on her back, but she keeps a smile on her flawless face. She is not always kind, but she is real. She does not always speak with the tongue of angels, but her voice is strong and steady. She inspires trust, and she leaves no man behind, though he may abandon her.
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