if I captured every breath in my hand and parceled them out through my fingertips so that you could savor each one; if I let them seep through, let them run down my hands like melting ice cream in a cone would you then begin to understand how sweet to comprehend how rare would you then begin to savor them to cherish each morsel for its singular currency or would you devour them in one sitting let…
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