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Unknown Purpose

There is a weird place between existing,

And not being able to find a purpose to be alive,

To see each day pass in front of you,

Teasing you in a way,

That breaks the heart in a new way,

Taunting that you're not living as much as you should,

It's sad to be stuck in that place,

And scary too.


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