Why am I here?
Some people say everyone is on Earth for a reason,
but what is mine?
Maybe I am too young to know,
yet, why be here without a purpose?
Do people ever find out what they are here for?
Everyone searches for their personal ecstasy,
digging out of their hell hole to stop
their woebegone nature.
But why waste time and power doing that
when you can enjoy the fruit of life?
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