Into the window I stare and gaze into the sun.
I am nervous about the
future but optimistic about life.
I've been allowed to live today.
When
it can easily be plucked from me at any time.
There are greater
mysteries at work.
I hold on to the hope that I have a purpose in life.
If only the void will show me the way, and rip through this dimensional
illusion.
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