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So Far
Today I feel,
I’ve come so far,
Far from where I started this year.
Yet, it feels,
I’m stuck at the same place,
Stuck where I left myself last year.
But the earth’s been rotating,
Revolving and dying,
Dying each day with us.
Yet, why I’m stuck,
Where I was before,
Before this happened to all of us.
Am I moving,
Now or ever,
Ever from this place again?
Am I living,
The life that I desire,
Desire, if at all, to live again?
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