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Maybe hope is just an illusion, a mirage, which prevents us from seeing the reality, fooling us to believe that its actually there, fooling us to believe that it'll actually help,                                 but it's all a lie,                                                                 a lie so white, as if like snow, that falls on you, giving you a glimpse of happiness, just a tick of satisfaction, but soon it melts, drowning you in a puddle, a puddle of fake hope and expectations, a puddle of fake happiness and flustering sensations. And that is when you'll realize, that hope is nothing but a clean white lie.
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Aug 20, 2020
Aug 20, 2020 at 3:01 AM UTC
A White Lie
Maybe hope is just an illusion, a mirage, which prevents us from seeing the reality, fooling us to believe that its actually there, fooling us to believe that it'll actually help,                                 but it's all a lie,                                                                 a lie so white, as if like snow, that falls on you, giving you a glimpse of happiness, just a tick of satisfaction, but soon it melts, drowning you in a puddle, a puddle of fake hope and expectations, a puddle of fake happiness and flustering sensations. And that is when you'll realize, that hope is nothing but a clean white lie.
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Aug 20, 2020
Aug 20, 2020 at 3:01 AM UTC
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