It's the sense of touch. In any real city, you walk, you know? You brush past people, people bump into you. Nobody touches you. We're always behind this metal and glass. I think we miss that touch so much, that we crash into each other, just so we can feel something.
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Soul searching would be the faze that I\'m going through right now. I know what I\'m not : a liar, a cheater, an empty shell, but I still haven\'t fou... ...
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