Introducing
For some works of art, every word is simply useless. They enter within us, we feel the need for them, it's an attraction from which we cannot in any way escape.
It's what you see, what she stirs within you. Every word is useless. It's madness, desire to stay with her. Silence, love, passion. It's irresistible attraction, magnetism. She's here, with you. And you can't leave. You can't escape. Spell, curse. Another moment and another, another. She's your vice, your damnation. Together, for days, months, years. For eternity.
For some works of art, every word is simply useless. They enter within us, we feel the need for them, it's an attraction from which we cannot in any way escape.
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