I feel a longing tonight to write something brilliant and mind-shattering.
But I don't have it in me.
I feel a longing to experience complete and utter contentment and happiness.
But it's been so long since I felt those things that I'm not sure if it's possible any more.
I feel a longing to be me.
But I don't know who that is any more.
I feel a longing to figure life out, once and for all.
But I don't think that the answers are out there.
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