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Sometimes I wonder what my life is really about. No... I lie. I wonder that often. I wonder that very often. I wonder if I'm one of a batch, that the Creator threw together. I wonder if time was taken, if my Creation was intricate. I wonder if I'm a reincarnation, if this is my nth time here. I wonder who I am. A child of my parents, a descendant of my ancestors. An individual, a particular entity. A mind, a soul. I wonder what I'll leave behind. Advancement, guidance. Mischief, destruction. Nothing? Love?
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Jul 30, 2024
Jul 30, 2024 at 12:44 PM UTC
Sometimes
Sometimes I wonder what my life is really about. No... I lie. I wonder that often. I wonder that very often. I wonder if I'm one of a batch, that the Creator threw together. I wonder if time was taken, if my Creation was intricate. I wonder if I'm a reincarnation, if this is my nth time here. I wonder who I am. A child of my parents, a descendant of my ancestors. An individual, a particular entity. A mind, a soul. I wonder what I'll leave behind. Advancement, guidance. Mischief, destruction. Nothing? Love?
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Jul 30, 2024
Jul 30, 2024 at 12:44 PM UTC
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