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Why do I exist – I don’t know, and yet I’m still here. Was I meant to do more – or less – I don’t know but it certainly looks like I’ve made a mess. As life goes on, it gets harder and harder, but still I do my best to do the “right thing” As I am still learning, doing good, living the way I’m supposed to be, It feels like today’s culture is rejecting me. Will this all pay off? I don’t know, I hope so. I wish I had a sign. But if I did, would I recognize it? All I know is that if I make each day better, Then my life has been worth something after all. So I’ll give it a try.
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