What is it like
To crave for what is near and never grasps
To look and never see
To search and never find
To listen and never hear
To be intelligent and never succeed
To be the best and no one appreciates
To smile when tears are close
To be strong at your weakest
To live when life is the only reason you are alive
What is it like to have all the above?
Tell me
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