Hope

As I lie on the floor

A smile begins to crack

The muscles in my checks ache

As if doing some long forgotten movement

It washes over my face

And I feel it spark my eyes

The warmth flows over my body

Filling my chest with air

Arching my back

Curling my toes

What made this smile come on?

Maybe I’ll never know

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