We die, but do we live? We look, but do we see? We listen, but do we hear? We acquire, but do we give? We make love, but is it only ***? We own a house, but is it a home? We pray, but only in church? We belong, or is it only to see our name on the masthead? Our car, is it only for others to see? Our clothes, are they only for show? Our job, our title, the money we make, are they only to impress? Is our marriage one of love or no? Are we happy, or does it just look better at the club to smile? Do we beguile rather than be our real selves? Are our lives an abyss or an abode, or is it easier to have another drink than to answer that question?

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