Life
What is life?
Why do we live it?
What the point?
When will everyone be happy?
All these questions and more run through my head as I think of my life
Is life really worth living?
Were all going to die one day anyway.
What is our purpose?
Do we even have a purpose?
A meaning?
I don't feel like I do
Life?
It's one word yet has so much meaning to some people
To me?
It's just a word
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