About life.
I reach.
Extend my arm to its farthest. And yet, I cannot reach.
So close, yet so far.
Dangling in front of me, tempting, and teasing.
My heart feels as if it will explode, and my mind will implode.
Sanity shall exist no longer.
The extension is here, and yet I chose not to utilize this.
Why?
I ask myself repeatedly.
Why?
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