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I'm on a quest to explain myself. Not necessarily to the world, but to myself. A feeling of loneliness could not be explained in a sentence (unless a run-on), but to get the full details, paragraph upon paragraph are a necessity. What feelings are stored, what events cause impact, and what can I explain? | |||||||||||||||||||
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This life is empty, a void we only call a world in which we reside. We feel too much, and yet, not enough. We want more than we can stand and forget who we are. We contradict ourselves because we are humans-greedy and vain.