If hope is a crime,
then I'm the most hardened of criminals.
If hope is a disease,
then I fear I'm dying.
If hope was a sword,
then I must confess, I've long unsheathed it.
I still do not know of hope,
Is it good or bad?
A curse or a blessing?
Whatever it is,
It has me by my neck.
And I have fallen for it,
hook,line and sinker.
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