The first time I got one I knew there was nothing else I ever wanted.

That was all.

I only wanted those.

And I wanted all of them.

I wanted every single one of them.

But I didn’t know how.

I didn’t have the money back then.

I didn’t have any of what it took.

Over the years I managed to get them.

One after the other.

I gather every single one of them.

And now there’s none left.

Not a single one that I don’t have.

But I still want more.

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