You love out of obligation.
You get out of bed out of obligation.
You behave as you behave out of obligation.
You exist .... out of obligation.
Nothing comes effortlessly out of you anymore ....
not even death.... you are slowly dying....
an unnatural death...
You fool.
Your life became a full-time duty... once you were part of its miracle!
Shoulds and Musts quench your light.
Tell me there is hope...
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