Cogitatis, Ergo Estis
We Think Therefore We are
Does it matter anymore?
I believed being born and living was something special.
I was wrong…..
Is this what my whole existence is going to be like?
To grow old,
Doing nothing important…..
…..until I am dead.
Is that all there is?
Copyright © Damned I-Be | Year Posted 2021
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