Hope

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It was too much, all too much.
She couldn't breathe from it.
It was slowly suffocating her and she could do absolutely nothing about it.

She just had to wait until it stopped and went away.
She knew it wouldn't, but she could still hope.

She had to hope, because at this point hope was all she had left.

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