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And here is a real good place to go
Simply feel great talking to nobody
Expressing how I feel to the unknown
Am living in this world. Alone, literally. In this universe
My mind is floating
Am struggling these days. For needing to make decision
What do I want. I wonder. God knows
I believe in nothing, though
I need an escape. Flee from the present
Yes, I understand I need to be realistic
We are born to make a living, not a life?
My passion for life is running dry
This happens once in a while
Another side that the entire world not know about
So allow me to say it out loud here
After all, need to keep on keeping on
It will be fine
It definitely will
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