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Bubbles of existentialist wine,
A fluttering being,
The world is nearly sinking into nothingness.
An ego that cannot be filled,
An authentic that cannot be touched.
Void, emptiness,
Swaying, consciousness dissociated.
So why did we meet here?
Why were we thrown into this world?
We are condemned to be free.
Life will be happy.
We are condemned to be free.
Everyone will be happy.
We are condemned to be free.
Everyone will suffer.
We are condemned to be free.
Everyone wants to keep moving forward.
We are condemned to be free.
Life is just wandering all the time.
We are condemned to be free.
Everyone wants to keep transcending.