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love a version of life, we encounter daily in the hand holding couples with locked eyes, if should one ask, it be the chief characteristic of this thing called lov, is its unlimited unlocking nature, it appears like a horizon, unlimited, unended, a line far but close enuf, it can be touched even if it’s the brain confess close and yet unreachable this dichotomy specially prevalent, everywhere,, an illusion~ delusion, called the unlimited ubiquitous~ all around us, there for the taking & giving, a capability installed instilled at birth to everyone, everywhere, to all, but like a key without a hole, it is always hopeful and optimistic, a resource natural spring from deep within the earth, always replenished it’s an unlimited, ubiquitous thing should be easy to spot, retrieve and keep, but the key fits only one particular lock, and that is so **** hard to find & fit, it makes us completely crazy, non-compliant, this love thing, a rarity, and a major pain to everyone *tho in everything, yet keep on trying because it is ubiquitous, imagined to be unlimited, ready ease so imaginable, just over the horizon*
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Oct 19, 2024
Oct 19, 2024 at 9:12 AM UTC
Love: The Unlimited Ubiquitous
love a version of life, we encounter daily in the hand holding couples with locked eyes, if should one ask, it be the chief characteristic of this thing called lov, is its unlimited unlocking nature, it appears like a horizon, unlimited, unended, a line far but close enuf, it can be touched even if it’s the brain confess close and yet unreachable this dichotomy specially prevalent, everywhere,, an illusion~ delusion, called the unlimited ubiquitous~ all around us, there for the taking & giving, a capability installed instilled at birth to everyone, everywhere, to all, but like a key without a hole, it is always hopeful and optimistic, a resource natural spring from deep within the earth, always replenished it’s an unlimited, ubiquitous thing should be easy to spot, retrieve and keep, but the key fits only one particular lock, and that is so **** hard to find & fit, it makes us completely crazy, non-compliant, this love thing, a rarity, and a major pain to everyone *tho in everything, yet keep on trying because it is ubiquitous, imagined to be unlimited, ready ease so imaginable, just over the horizon*
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Oct 19, 2024
Oct 19, 2024 at 9:12 AM UTC
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