Sometimes somebody says something really small and it just fits into this empty place in my heart. Love is not laid down in a thesis but intuitively felt in a single moment.
In each tiny-minuscle DNA structure, there lies you.
Who is stronger? The one who eats, or the one that gets eaten? Take pride in the truth that we are both givers and takers.
We are all master illusionists.
If not now, when?
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