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Puddle of Sorrow, Stars of Hope
The stars shine brightly,
The dreams I have as their fuel.
I reach up,
But the tips of my fingers of hope,
Fail to reach.

The tears fall from my cheeks,
Only to be drowned out by the ocean of sorrow.
As I watch it ripple,
I realize I am not alone.
The ocean has always been there,
Never having a beginning nor an end.

All the desires of our heart,
Never can be fulfilled.
Humanity is never satisfied,
Never sustained.

I turn away from the stars,
Abandoning the sorrow.
The useless hopes only bring turmoil,
When I could instead be living in the present,
Enjoying this miserable pleasure we all call...

LIFE
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