I still have hope.
Perhaps naively, or in a fantastically optimistic way.
but
I still have hope. I have to have it. I have to believe that somehow, somehow, somehow, you will be able to re-see the truth of me. I have to believe it. I have to believe it until you do.
It can't really be impossible, can it?
Perhaps naively, or in a fantastically optimistic way.
but
I still have hope. I have to have it. I have to believe that somehow, somehow, somehow, you will be able to re-see the truth of me. I have to believe it. I have to believe it until you do.
It can't really be impossible, can it?
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