things of beauty. bright stars on dark nights. hunger in front of a plateful of lasagna. word after word on a once-blank page. your beloved's body filling the space that once felt so empty. it's all about contrast. opposites. and if you run all those sentences backwards, they become things of pain. a dark, starless night. an aching hunger without any chance for food. a terrifyingly blank paper. the vacant place where your honey once was. is it like this for you?
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