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The Fuel For The Romantics

Dec 6, 2025
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I was so sure that hope was a poison

So sure of it

     But now

After letting go

    And being buried in the snow

I think some hope is probably a good idea

    I sorta think fear is the poison

And hope is the antidote 

   

    But

Hope is what brought me here

    This was me conquering my fears 

Hope is what brought me here . . .


And hope will keep me here. 

   

-CH 12/6/25

 
 
 

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