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Oct 2017
I grab for it with desperation, but it’s always just outside my reach. I need it in my life like we need air to breathe. Seemingly impossible to obtain and even harder to maintain. I won’t stop trying to achieve it until my last gasp of breath escapes me.
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   Lior Gavra
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