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I've spent an eternity staring at my own reflection Trying to find out exactly what made me get here and I've only ever found out one thing That my life is absolutely pointless but I also have a feeling that if I spend another eternity here I will realize something else entirely Because I've been having these dreams lately these vivid, disgusting dreams in which I know exactly the answer to the question I ask myself And in these dreams, I don't seem the way I imagine myself to be when I find out the answer When I find out the answer I imagine myself joyful because why else would I spend eternities trying to find out why I'm here if if would not grant me a lifetime of joy? I seem to be walking quietly around my childhood home looking at my hands as they rot in front of me And I'm walking heavily, you see like I'm being chained to the earth and I would have to spend yet another eternity just walking around my neighborhood I just keep walking until my feet turns into soil And I turn into soil I know now why I can't keep searching for something I will never find
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Mar 15, 2021
Mar 15, 2021 at 4:35 PM UTC
Useless searching which leads to nowhere
I've spent an eternity staring at my own reflection Trying to find out exactly what made me get here and I've only ever found out one thing That my life is absolutely pointless but I also have a feeling that if I spend another eternity here I will realize something else entirely Because I've been having these dreams lately these vivid, disgusting dreams in which I know exactly the answer to the question I ask myself And in these dreams, I don't seem the way I imagine myself to be when I find out the answer When I find out the answer I imagine myself joyful because why else would I spend eternities trying to find out why I'm here if if would not grant me a lifetime of joy? I seem to be walking quietly around my childhood home looking at my hands as they rot in front of me And I'm walking heavily, you see like I'm being chained to the earth and I would have to spend yet another eternity just walking around my neighborhood I just keep walking until my feet turns into soil And I turn into soil I know now why I can't keep searching for something I will never find
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Mar 15, 2021
Mar 15, 2021 at 4:35 PM UTC
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