To believe in him is to risk being foolish. And I have grown weary of it.
Why is that I want what is wrong for me and do not want what is right?
Is it because I live for the pleasant surprise? The unexpected ending?
It is.
Then my risk cannot be foolish, it must instead be brave. Even daring.
Yes...daring.
Then maybe soon, I will also be surprised.
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