Finite
"There's a void inside me, a blank that's slowly expanding, devouring what's left of who I am." - Haruki Murakami
I should write something more substantial here but how can one sum up them selves their whole selves in a few sentences or even in a thousand pages. I guess the following could create some sort of image in your minds and I suppose I have to be ok with whatever that image may be.
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