Cliffhanger Ending

He hangs his little dream on a coat hanger
Slides it between hope and faith.
It turned into a clanger.
An occupying wraith.
He sorts through the others:
Nothing seemed to fit now
Who was he anyhow?
A guy fell from the sky
Faster than the speed of sound
Between hope and faith
 Something changed.
He came to the party too late.
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