Purpose? (A Poem)
I'm too sick to help anymore.
The world moves on.
I'm too sick to work anymore.
The world moves on.
I'm too sick to hang out.
The world moves on.
I'm too sick to visit.
The world moves on.
I'm too sick to get where I'm trying to go.
The world moves on.
Do I matter? Did I ever matter? I'm too tired to ponder....
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