People are predictable,
If you know what to look for.
Love is just dopamine, serotonin, and adrenaline.
All desires are your selse of entitlement,
Telling you to want more.
When you understand something you kill it,
Stealing its' magic
Robbing its' mystery.
Do you understand me?
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