Alive and breezier

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Living is what seems
Hardest these days
Existing is what I'm doing
Maybe being fake
But what else could be done?
It's like I'm dying
And for me a sad serenade's being sung
As if life wasn't bad enough,
Thought to maybe
Fall in love to an extent so much.
God, why can't life be easier?
A bit more
Alive and breezier

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