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why must we be here
In deepest shadows, where my heart finds rest,
I ponder on life's purpose, lost and dire,
Depressed, I yearn for answers to request,
To lift my spirit from this melancholy fire.
What am I meant to be, in this grand scheme?
A question haunts...
I ponder on life's purpose, lost and dire,
Depressed, I yearn for answers to request,
To lift my spirit from this melancholy fire.
What am I meant to be, in this grand scheme?
A question haunts...
