" My Dear,
Find what you love and let it kill you.
Let it drain you of your all. Let it cling
onto your back and weigh you down 
into eventual nothingness. Let it kill 
you and let it devour your remains. 

For all things will kill you, both slowly
And fastly, but it's much better to be 
Killed by a lover " 
- Falsely yours 
Charles Bukowski
  
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