Death, before erasing me from the world, erases my desire to know the world. What’s the good of seeing if you can’t see everything, or see forever.
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Death, before erasing me from the world, erases my desire to know the world. What’s the good of seeing if you can’t see everything, or see forever.
“I hate and I love. Why? you might ask.
I don’t know. But I feel it happening and I hurt.”
Catullus