I wonder still why I'm here when all the while I could not even get satisfied with my own performance. Why am I still here? Tell if it isn't so, so I could stop ahead of time. I plead wiht my whole soul as it is too burdensome to even think about. Please give me a reason to stay. Please give me reason to find myself within this supposedly deceased childhood dream.
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