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passion. it lies in all of us. sleeping
waiting, and though unwanted unbitten
it will stir. open it's jaws and howl.
it speaks to us, guides us.
passion rules us all, and we obey.
what other choice do we have?
passion is the source of our finest moments.
the joy of love the clarity of hatred
and the ecstasy of grief. it hurts sometimes
more than we can bear. if we can live
without passion, maybe we'd know some
kind of peace. but we would be hollow.
empty rooms, shuttered and dank.
without passion, we'd be truly dead.
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