what title should i give to this one?

Where are we going?

where are all the stars at night?

Are we floating, just floating, without meaning, void of any essence?

does life just pop out of the blue ocean? even so, can’t we make our own meaning of life?

or is it meant to be like this? colorful but dull; noisy without harmony.

we are tired of feeding the cats. i’m sorry, i am weak. sure my whining hurts your ears

Dear God, dear Lord, help us, please speak to us, save these weak souls of ours.



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