“In love I have lived and I have died. I have been to the bowels of hell and soared up into the skies. Love, the one thing that perpetuates and propells me through life, causing joys and pains and strife. Could I have it all wrong, or could it be that my loves were never right. In error to emotions that dwell within me, I beseech myself in envy, because I have been to many worlds, yet haven’t found one to call my own. Around and around the cycle of life, to love, to live, to die, and I just want to get it right.”

by Ryan L. Rinehart

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