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Do we just go through the motions,
No joy nor sorrow felt.
DO we go to work,
Hating every minute.
DO we sit at home,
All alone,
Not getting out at all.
Is this what life's about,
Or have we done this to ourselves.
Should we not in brace our life,
Taking pleasure in the moment.
A lifeless life is not a life,
But merely an existence.
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a lifeless life
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