Hope is a good thing.
Even on second thoughts its a good thing. Its a reasonable motivation behind a lot of things we do. Want to do. Plan to do. Do not do.
Beauty emanates from hope. The twinkle of a hopeful eye is blissful.
What if one hoped for hope to go away? If living with such hope was undesirable. Unbearable. Painful. Maybe its just a false hope. Hope nonetheless. Still good. Still beautiful.
Would hoping for despair still be as beautiful? Would that be a fair trade? Not strip the world of its beauty?
What will remain if the hope for despair comes true?
Even on second thoughts its a good thing. Its a reasonable motivation behind a lot of things we do. Want to do. Plan to do. Do not do.
Beauty emanates from hope. The twinkle of a hopeful eye is blissful.
What if one hoped for hope to go away? If living with such hope was undesirable. Unbearable. Painful. Maybe its just a false hope. Hope nonetheless. Still good. Still beautiful.
Would hoping for despair still be as beautiful? Would that be a fair trade? Not strip the world of its beauty?
What will remain if the hope for despair comes true?
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