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Oct 2017
What is love if not a journey to heartbreak?
What is life if not a journey to death?
Why do we try so hard when we will all end up the same?
Tired and alone.

Why do we feel the need to impress people that don't need to be impressed?
Why do we fall for the wrong people?

Who knows the answer to any of these questions?
Who will ever know what it feels like to die?
Or to experience true love?

Why do we help others when we cannot help ourselves?
Why do we love others when we do not love ourselves?

Why does life pose so many unanswered questions?
Maybe because some things are better when we don't know the answer.
So many questions I wish I knew the answer to... Guess I'll just have to wait and find out for myself eventually. Who knows?
Olivia Christine
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Olivia Christine  17/F/VT
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