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FROM TIME TO TIME,
I ASK MYSELF,
WHY DO WE EXIST.

IS IT FOR THE THINGS WE HAVE,
THAT GIVE US OUR SELF WORTH.

IS IT IN WHAT WE DO,
BELIEVING THAT'S WHAT COUNTS.

DOES THIS MAKE US WHO WE ARE,
OR JUST A LIE WE TELL OURSELVES,
TO JUSTIFY OUR SELVES.

DOES LIFE HAVE MEANING,
OR IS THE MEANING FOUND IN LIFE.

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