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What is the meaning of life when it doesn't do what you want?
what does it matter when nobody listens?
tell me why I am waiting,
waiting for something that will never come

I't digs me deeper and deeper,
I do not want to end this way
First was the celestial kingdom,
then you went your way
when the road ran out,
took our final receptacle. why?

First there was one, then it became two
soon there will be more, what's the point?
I am the dot in the target all want to end up on
it hurts, stop aiming for me, take another
please