Hopeful

Hope used to be a dangerous thing. Perhaps, in some ways, it still is. But what is the use of a life in fear? Why can’t hope be a strength? Why can’t hope be a shining beacon within us without the fear of falling? Without the fear of crashing, hard. Without the fear of spiralling when expectations shatter before our eyes. Hope is the thing that saves us. But have hope for the right reasons. 

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