Touch.
Touch the one you love.
Love.
Love the skin that envelops the hungry wanter.
Want.
Want the life that life gives you.
Live.
Live to feel the simple ecstasy of half-forgotten dreams.
Dream.
Dream of a technicolor reality where death sings us lullabies.
Happy, sad. Sleep, awake. Blink, look. Laugh.
Feel.
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