Hope is a funny thing. It can be thought of as an expectation of greater things to come in the absence of any such evidence. Hope wanes and surges fading into and out of our mind like a lucid dream. Hope is hard to take hold of––like the wind, but despite its intangible nature, it beckons us to greater ideals about the future. It is this hope that gives…
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