Worries, responsibilities, regrets, burdens, and unfulfilled desires
It takes a lifetime to be liberated from these
Without realizing
That our days are numbered
We keep on trying
Chasing freedom that never becomes ours
Perhaps the struggle itself keeps us going
It decorates our lives
Saves us from being stagnant
As withering away is inevitable in any way
The question is
What is the point of living if we are not actually living it?
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