Life, at times, is meaningless; the search for nothing there.
the constant search for reasons, only to find the cupboard bare.
Then there are days the exit sign shines bright above the door.
When deep inside your heart of heart you hear the cry “No more!!
Hello cruel world, I’m here to join this circus.
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