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There isn't a day that goes by where I don't feel like ending it
there is no magic holy book
there are no easy answers
the rest of the world is blind
I am cursed with sight
Perfection is a pipe dream
A reality in the minds of fools and hopefuls
Life is a burst, a chance
Clouded minds are the majority
Empty entertainment fills the days of those who think there is more
They waste all they have.
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