I struggle

I struggle with reality

I try hard to infuse meaning
Into what seems meaningless

I know that there is love and beauty
But love can fade
Love can crumble
Love is sometimes just a lie

And beauty grows old and then dies

Struggling is a waste of precious time
But it at least keeps me occupied


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