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Not hate, Loss is a more apt opposite. I don't hate. Euphoria is distilled to misery; Happiness trickles into sadness; Delight drips to deflation. Nope, I don't hate. I'm lost, Love.
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May 8, 2021
May 8, 2021 at 9:16 PM UTC
Lost, Love
Not hate, Loss is a more apt opposite. I don't hate. Euphoria is distilled to misery; Happiness trickles into sadness; Delight drips to deflation. Nope, I don't hate. I'm lost, Love.
francie-lynch
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May 8, 2021
May 8, 2021 at 9:16 PM UTC
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