Hope is a string,
delicate and
easily broken.
Once cut, you fall
indefinitely, but
you know you’ll hit
the ground eventually.
Maybe that knowledge
makes the eventual crash
sting more deeply
than anything else.
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Hope is a string,
delicate and
easily broken.
Once cut, you fall
indefinitely, but
you know you’ll hit
the ground eventually.
Maybe that knowledge
makes the eventual crash
sting more deeply
than anything else.
