There will always be hope.

In many human beings, we give ourselves to misfortune, to let die, to stop fighting, to stop searching, to let everything adrift, without caring that with this goes the ray of illusion that keeps us alive.

But what about hope?

In one way or another, in our heart there is always a small spark of energy that keeps us with the desire to be able to stay alert, to be able to keep fighting for what we love and long for.

Even so, when hope becomes diffuse, it is only a tiny speck of a wick that goes with the wind, waiting to be extinguished in an instant with time.

Hope is the anchor that keeps us alive, and eager to go on, but when it is lost, there is nothing with which it can be lifted.

_{Ismael D. Rodríguez
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