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100 Words on Love, by Tom Burns
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Before love, stakes were refreshingly abstract.
If all was lost… eh. Wounds were temporary. Bars were low.
Then – love.
Yeah, it’s patient, kind, loren ipsum, etc., etc.
But, maddeningly, with love, every nerve is now exposed. Every pitch, stepped into. Every moment, a time bomb made up only of red wires.
Because now stakes are concrete. Potential for loss – immeasurable.
Look into their eyes and you’re walking down an infinite number of stairs, in the dark, balancing on your sweaty fingertips everything of value in the world, with a “Kick Me” sign on your back.
And it’s worth it.
Dammit.
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