We are all abandoned children of God, searching for the meaning of existence in an endless life. There are no flowers, no light, or even a tangible goal on the road, but we will not stop. On the long road, there is no end to longing and longing, but we will never give up.
I know that I am just myself, just as you know that you are just you, without any prefixes or identities.
On the journey to the end of eternity, we only have each other.
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