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Hope is a dangerous thing. While occasionally helpful in small doses, too much of it is poison. It cracks your soul like an old piece of china, until all that's left is dust and thoughts about what could have been. Hope is a risk that we all choose to take. It must be handled with great precision, or you will go up in flames before you even get the chance to scream. There is no rising from the ashes. That piece of your puzzle is done. Hope will fill your cup until it's overflowing, and you never realize that it's really liquid time until you've drunk the whole thing and end up crying all alone. It has no refunds, and no refills, so sip car