The search for love or the pursuit of happiness can often be a fruitless dream, a look so tender, then a moment so obfuscating. An instant of endless joy then a instance of unspeakable pain. One wonders if it exists at all in spirit or is it but a moment in time a phlogiston that materializes for a moment- a life and living so warm and giving... Only to end up leaving you empty and cold like an abandoned alleyway of a desert ghost town.
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