Hope is a knife.
when holding the dull side, you know that the sharp side is still there to cut your finger.
you will need more than a magic shoes.
because to hope, dear, it takes a great deal of courage.
but when all hopes are fail,
when the magic shoes won't take you anywhere,
when you lost the grip, and free falling to the earth,
take another heap of courage,
squint your eyes, and prepare for the impact.
in that case you will need another extra courage.
to stand on your feet,
with broken bones and all,
wipe the blood off your nose,
and then start another hope.
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