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Lost love.

Sometimes love is like paper.

This isn't actually a poem, but it's not a story either. It's like a stream-of-consciousness piece.

Some heartbreak.

Philosophical ranting.

The human journey.

For a lost love.

A philosophical piece about human suffering and self-indulgence.

[size=14][b]Y[/b]ou have opened my eyes to the world; To that which, at one time, they were closed tight In fear and disgust, and still You are all..