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What is life? What is the purpose of life? We all know we're going to die someday, That there'll be nothing left of us but dust... Why do we try to live? To love, to cry, to feel joy and sadness? What is it all for? Are we hoping that we will always live? That we'll find a way to live immortally? Why do we keep going on even when we can't? Why do we live, when we still have to die...
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Mar 13, 2014
Mar 13, 2014 at 4:36 AM UTC
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What is life? What is the purpose of life? We all know we're going to die someday, That there'll be nothing left of us but dust... Why do we try to live? To love, to cry, to feel joy and sadness? What is it all for? Are we hoping that we will always live? That we'll find a way to live immortally? Why do we keep going on even when we can't? Why do we live, when we still have to die...
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Mar 13, 2014
Mar 13, 2014 at 4:36 AM UTC
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