people are alive.
And they live because they live.
And they get up in the morning because they get up.
And they continue because they continue.
that's how they roll,
from day to day
from day to day
from day to day
from day to day.
And another day and another.
There is no why and for what
Live because you live.
Gabriel Ream - Gothic poetry

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