"As soon as beauty is sought not from religion and love, but for pleasure, it degrades the seeker.

The question was not death; living things die. It was love. Not that we died, but what we cared wildly, then deeply, for one person out of billions. We bound ourselves to the fickle, changing, and dying as if they were rock.
The question was not death; living things die. It was love. Not that we died, but what we cared wild...
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