Why
In my lack of faith in everything the world is built upon woe I still look up and ask why why why why why why why who you? why dis? when end? Spend my time in misery pitiful man am I who stays in hope? what is their secret? are they just a dope? or am I? regardless, I would not mind to live in their eyes
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