i'm desperate for something concrete.
with all the accomplishments and success, loneliness still prevails.
the world is unfair.
it pushes you through at a speed greater than light and at the end of the tunnel, nothing is waiting.
nothing but you and empty space.
nothing but the loneliness of yourself, to wait in the purgatories of transitional air until it's time to move on into nothingness.
what's the point?
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