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Fire


I'm one among many in a sea of things "I can't live without"

I'm a young lady with enough luxury to realize that I am in it, and while it's true that I'm among the many who wouldn't fare so well without her phone or dependable communication, there is a specific thing that I know, for sure, I would die without.

I need motivation.

I need a fire, a will, to survive.

Despite being built to live, with every cell in our body dedicating its life to protecting its individual,

There are often ways to degrade a spirit that wants to live down until there is nothing left. If we have that, so much as being awake, breathing, or even thinking becomes a burden unlike any other.

Being without luxury is a huge possession to lose.

But being without determination to live is vastly worse.

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