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I still feel lost Even after all these years. I hid from my fears, But at what cost? Sometimes I swear I'm a stranger In that land I call my mind. I didn't think I'd find In myself this amount of danger. Shadowy walls caving in. Realization that I'm alone. Or course, I've always known; It's my only sin. It creeps upon me noiseless: The idea that this world Has nothing not unfurled. This life is merely pointless. Waves of heartbreak and pain; Only slightly ever pleasure. But against what can we measure When there's nothing here to gain? In the end, we all perish To a fate all so curious. And all we bring with us Is the memories that we cherish. You can almost say for certain, That none of this matters. Happiness, scars, tatters, We'll all close our curtain.

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