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I’m addicted to knowing, to desiring to know, to understanding, to having knowledge. The primary revelation of my addiction is the increasing number of books placed on shelves around my home. I believe this is a very obvious sign of the sin of greed. I am desiring to live in the true freedom of satisfaction. Again, does this make sense?

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