This doesn't need you to be happy or grateful
It doesn't need your attention or love
You can't miss this, neither can you get this
This is completely hopeless for you
Sentimental is a dream, a wish for the illusory self
If you hate your apparent life or love it
Its not really yours
No life for you or anyone
There's no real rewards or honors
No achievements or competitions
Whatever you decide is valuable or special
Is the dream, the strory, the play
Whatever you attempt to get or you believe that you do get is empty
Everything is empty
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