Addictions are healthy sometimes right? Like breathing because of natural habit. Drinking water to attain something living within. I've filled up so much and less familiar with a sense of longing. And a bit desensitized to the process of bringing in, filling up. And then in a fast, I remember, love is the potential of something coming. Space offered for a rain in of what I'm calling for. And love is a word to identify as a space holder, for use as currency. Bring me some and I can multiply for you. Making own requires self sacrifice.
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