Every morning I wake up with the thought
That my life is slipping through my fingers.
Day, another new day. Everything goes in circles,
What's the point? Who can explain?
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It's like I'm already dead,
But I can walk and breathe.
What to do with it, how can I live?
I don't know what is the meaning
Of my life. I want to find the truth,
What am I born for?
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«Time is running out!» -
Whispers someone's insinuating voice...
«Your time is running out!
Waste it or live it for real - make your choice.»
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How not to waste my life?
I'm afraid to die in vain.
I asked everyone around
What they live for, but none of them gave me a wise answer.
One lives for his children,
the other for enjoyment,
Delicious food and alcohol.
The third one said
That it makes no sense,
But I don't believe it.
I'm sure that I'll find
My meaning of life.
I feel like I was born for
Something important.
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«Time is running out!» -
Whispers someone's insinuating voice...
«Your time is running out!
Waste it or live it for real - make your choice.»
.........
Make your choice... Make your choice...
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«Time is running out!» -
Whispers someone's insinuating voice...
Time is running out...
2022.07.16