I have a film I am producing called Hope Dies The Last – Children Surviving War based in Kosovo and Uganda. Check it out at http://www.HopeDiesTheLast.com.
Hi,
What a charming coincidence. I feel renewed by hope dies last. I am a blogger, just 24 hours old, but the first site I visit gives me hope.
I am a writer and poet whose works have never seen daylight. At various points, I have seriously wished for a void to swallow me, but only the thought of respite that might wait beyond the horizon has kept me alive. Just this morning I started another poem that goes:
In life’s muddy streams,
Drown those who dare
Kindle embers of dreams
From fortunes vacant stare.
Anyway, Hope, I hope we’ll have a lot to say. Something tells me we are kindred spirits. Catch you later.
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dmukgr // May 19, 2009 at 4:59 pm
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documentarytv // May 27, 2009 at 2:52 pm
I have a film I am producing called Hope Dies The Last – Children Surviving War based in Kosovo and Uganda. Check it out at http://www.HopeDiesTheLast.com.
warren // September 1, 2009 at 11:15 pm
man lives love lives
man loves love lies
man tries love tries
man dies love dies
hope lives
hope tries
hope cries
man dies
men hurt also
tommile // September 25, 2009 at 12:04 pm
Hi,
What a charming coincidence. I feel renewed by hope dies last. I am a blogger, just 24 hours old, but the first site I visit gives me hope.
I am a writer and poet whose works have never seen daylight. At various points, I have seriously wished for a void to swallow me, but only the thought of respite that might wait beyond the horizon has kept me alive. Just this morning I started another poem that goes:
In life’s muddy streams,
Drown those who dare
Kindle embers of dreams
From fortunes vacant stare.
Anyway, Hope, I hope we’ll have a lot to say. Something tells me we are kindred spirits. Catch you later.