why did I bother when nothing mattered?
why did I try to be happy following
a killer god of no love or mercy or forgiveness?
why in the name of who knows what
did I go on believing in the face of all the facts
of mercy and sadness that constitute life on earth?
why did I ruin for myself all the good?
why am I even bothering to ask?
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