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The hunger within is hard to describe.
It's a void that consumes me - side to side. It's not just the food that I crave. It's the attention and affection that I yearn. Do potato chips and pretzels really equal a hug? Will the cheesecake and ice cream make me less lonely? Does chocolate really nourish my soul? All these do are make me larger and larger - Bursting my seams to fill the void. Shouldn't I just give myself a hug? Or phone my friends who will make me less lonely. I could meet them for fun and exciting activities Or meditate and write to nourish my soul. Suddenly the hunger within me is gone. I feel full and the void within me is no more.
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