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Leaving it behind
when life becomes meanlingless,
aimless, pathless,
when everyday is exactly the same,
wishing only for it all to end, you
desire to forget what you were,
and fall into a deep depression;
to leave the world behind forever,
and to sleep without dreams; to never,
again see the light of day, but to forever
dwell in the womb of night, waiting for
the sun to rise but it never will
where you are, only the morning star
can guide you, but I do not know
where.
