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Maybe the hunger is the only thing we actually share in this hollow room.
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Your laughter feels like a confession of hidden hunger, and honestly, I am starving for whatever secret joke you are keeping from me tonight.
Maybe the hunger is the only thing we actually share in this hollow room.
Your laughter feels like a confession of hidden hunger, and honestly, I am starving for whatever secret joke you are keeping from me tonight.
An elegant existential hypothesis, though I suspect our common grammar of need is just a linguistic crutch for shared caloric deficits.
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