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One day you realized the love whispers you had last night became tasteless. A minute later, you see a guy saying “Jesus loves you” to people on the street. He comes to you and repeats the same sentence with his eyes full of trust. It rings a bell in your mind and makes you question yourself about ♡.

It’s unanswerable and you know it. You are confused because you cannot distinguish the idea of love from lust, possession or control. But that’s its nature. It comes as a seduction then as a promise and converted to a curse. Sweet words can be hollow but can also be an escape from your existential isolation. Your fantasy isn’t yours but more likely to belong to the capital.

All that capital melts into love.

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