Title: Valgfritt

Text: "Sometimes," I had thought, "I feel as though the world ended as soon as it began." With our birth, we make our death inevitable. It is only for that there are libraries that libraries may burn, only that there is love that there is heartbreak. In a dark place, when I was small and alone, I could only reason that the greatest place to be was the infinity before birth, the nothing before being alive, putting off death. Mark me now - what was loved, shall never be unloved, lived, never unlived. Hver avsnitt vil være en test.

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