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Living Without

I tried to write about love but I haven’t felt it. I tried to write about the sea but I’ve never seen it. Then I tried to write about the air, but I have never breathed it. I tried to write about magic but I never believed it. I couldn’t write about god, all I have ever done is sinned. And when I tried to write about life I found, I have never really lived.

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