incomplete
"the very act of breathing reminds you that you're not whole"
think about it
we spend our entire lives
trying to find things that complete us
and no matter how many we find
we'll never
ever
ever
be complete
because
even when we have everything
we must still
inhale
exhale
inhale
exhale
or else
we'll lose everything
and then we'll be even more
incomplete
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