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[title] => Why is it that we're here?
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[bodytext] => My inspiration in this life has all run dry. Only thing now that leaves this silhouette is nothing more than a sigh. Giving whoever I may come into contact with false pretenses of happiness, oh the saddest lie. It's comfy here where I lie, warm summer night lingering in the meadows. No clouds above in the sky, pondering upon the stars asking the question why? Why is it that we're here? To make it your priority to do all normal things based on society? No, there has to be something more thrilling here upon this sphere. Suddenly something in the sky begins to appear. Shooting stars, so vivid and clear. Well, the beauty is certainly astounding. It's truly a gift being here even though in this present moment I feel that I'm drowning. Sometimes I feel that I'm a misanthrope constantly loathing. What did mankind create? Battling each-others egos, wars based upon greed and hate. The society is a slave to the money, sorry I just can't fathom or relate. Everyone is running around in a craze trying to make ends meet before they die. Looking at me strangely because I fail to comply. I'll forever be on standby for the last goodbye. I'm not able to figure out the question, why it is we're all here. It is all still very unclear. I'll just remove my self from the crazy breed of society. And forever live lost in the mystery. Until death finally reaches me. Then everything shall be complete, and I'll finally be free. And begin to see things a bit more clearly. [comments] => 1 [counter] => 117 [topic] => 49 [informant] => JimKoz [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => mystical )
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