For I do not see why this existence should be me. I do not know why I have continued on this long. Why am I here, where should I be? So many questions, all this time, when do these thoughts cross a complete line. What are these words and why do they speak? Burn a whole inside to let them leak, they fill back up, inside of me. Fading like a star that lost its shine, dim and dull, trapped in my mind.
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