Is my life all that I thought it'd be,
am I who I want to be, who I want to see
in the mirror?
oh
my.
God, do you hear me? Are you there?
Don't you send me there, don't you dare.
How could you, when we can't prove,
oh I insist, tell us do you exist?
All my life, I've been searching for the answers.
To my surprise, hell there are no answers.
Only theories about entities and all this
space.
oh
my
god, it's your turn now. Say something here, petrify me with fear, force me to bow.
Go ahead, the end is yours...
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