You exist right, so what right, do I have, to hide away, seek peace, and avoid life, is it something we should be encouraged, to partake in, to enjoy, life is great, right, children dare to go to school, on their own, the sun shines, I feel sort of good, but I'm aware, this is fleeting, the abyss, wait around the corner, where I am now, I don’t see the point of living anymore, the fire has burned, the embers are dwindling, a corpse, walking around, still capable, of being moved by words, ideas, to defend, the rules, for the demons in hell, a puppet, pulled along by string, but the sun shines, and I see it, some still dare, to follow dreams, I don’t really care, but I hope you make it, see it, the other side, the mountain plateaus, a downslope, the next mountain, approaches, next, next, or build a home, on a cloud, by the river, find heaven, in your mom’s panties, or follow the dragon road, keep going, keep going, become destroyed, and rebuilt once more, the world, cycles around the sun, there’s always a reason, to get to the next month, architecture, adamantine chains, Earth is still great, I see it here each time, hope, budding magic, in the air, when I look at these sproutlings, it's almost as if I care…

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