Why must we exit, this sphere, down here? ...
Why must we clear, something, we hold so dear?
Must we go away, to a new life, we know not how? ...
Must we go away from all, to test our knowledge,
enough, en-ow?
This shell, be mortal...
Why must we enter, thy portal?
Why should we wish to see the light? ...
What of heart, should we delight?
A trip, departed, from this birth...
Why, oh why, must we exit this Earth?
No more, are we to again to live....
Nothing, no more, to substantially, give.
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