What if we never find what we're looking for? We'll never end our internal war.
Our souls will just keep yearning, and we'll never stop searching.
It'll be a mystery, one that will never turn to history.
Should we spend life trying figure out what it is that will make us whole? Or is this battle just a silly goal?
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