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Sep 2019
This never ending question of
whether it's all worth it in the end.
Maybe it is, If you mean something to society.
But I'm insignificant to the grand scheme of things.
And in the end,
aren't we all just ash in our purest form?
Written by
Sydney
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   jojo
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