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I love the world. And I love.

Love is a complex emotion that I don't understand. I love you, I love the world. Maybe it's just because it is a loose definition. You can love anything, love anyone, love everything.

I love the blue starry skies, I love the mountains, and I love humanity.

I love humanity, even if we don't get along, and the fact that we don't stings me in my deepest of pits of my heart. I hope one day, we will get along, and everyone will be happy, and the pain of the world will go away.

Sometimes I wish that the pain of the people I love will get transferred to me, the pain of the world to bear on my shoulders. Is this a savior complex? Deep down, am I doing this because it would make me feel better, or make everyone feel better?

I don't know, and the fact that I don't know makes me think that I am a bad person.

I don't want to be a bad person, do you? I don't want to be cold.