It is a solitary existence.
The heat is unbearable.
It is hard to move
without breaking sweat.
I am miserable being damp
all the time.
Add exhaustion, and pain
to mix.
It is an unpleasant existence.
There is no purpose, no
reason.
My guides are gone from
this realm.
How must one be so alone?
What does it prove?
Who does it teach?
What is real anymore.
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