Let's assume you've had it all!
All the love, the puppy, the poopie,
the Celestial, the bestial...
You have had it all!
Love has been fulfilled, no?
When you max out, then what?
What comes next?
What is love + what's next?
One never leaves love, it tranforms
into new forms
what do those looks like,
where can you buy them?
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