maybe we're here for no reason
maybe this is but a cruel existence
where we do nothing but struggle
struggle to get up in the morning
struggle to live happily
but maybe it's up to us
to make our struggles worth it
to live for the people we love
the people we've lost
maybe...
it's our choice to make life
worth living
to make ourselves
happy
to give ourselves
a purpose
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