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Life is but a fleeting breath,
A momentary spark of death.
In the end, we fade to dust,
Our existence is a fleeting gust.
The universe, a cold abyss,
With no meaning, no purpose, no bliss.
Our struggles, our pain, all in vain,
For, in the end, all is but pain.
Nihilism reigns supreme,
In this endless, hopeless dream.
Existence, a meaningless feat,
A tragedy, so bittersweet.
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Nothing's clear
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In this world of chaos and strife,
We search for meaning in our life.
But the truth is hard to find,
As we're lost in our own minds.
The universe, so vast and cold,
Leaves us feeling weak and old.
Our dreams and hopes, fade away,
As we face the end of every day.
Nihilism whispers in our ears,
A reminder that nothing's clear.
Existence, a pointless game,
Where nothing matters, all the same.
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