HopeI saw a Hope die today right outside my window, as I thought of You. While thinking of You the Hope flew up to the sill, knocked on the window; but I was too distracted to let it in. So it swooned back, hovered over the air for a brief, heart-rendered Moment then plummeted to the ground. I didn't even realize it was there until I realized that You were gone as well. That's when I felt it fall and when I walked outside later I saw the Hope die. It reminded me of us.Hope
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is to love and be loved in return
~Natalie Cole~
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and we are vagabonds
we travel without seatbelts on
we live this close to death
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I am Livefreedieyoung's signature
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"Where the hell's the lubricant?"
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