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Is it really stress? Or you grew tired of what causes the stress? Do you fear death? or you fear what happens after death?
From a boy who can’t wait to grow old, to the man whose soul cries to go home.
I do not fear death, but I fear what pain it brings. Is it really home? or just another life? I started to grow impatient to know what is my purpose.
I am tired, but I don’t have the reasons to be.
My head started to itch from the questions of the living.
Why not venture far from the living?
I mean to run away and the only living you see is nature itself it’s cold and harsh but we tend to see the beauty in it.
Where the world kills to survive, not to kill to win.
It was never a competition.
It was a test of strength.

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