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Shall I Exist?
Shall I exist?
When every road that I take is blocked
With a lush mess of thistles and thorns
When all the doors and windows I've knocked
Stays closed, locked, and littered with scorns?
Can I exist?
When every field that I walk on through
Greets me with rocks, gravels, and soft sand
When the country where I learned to love you
Sends me yet another news that I cannot withstand?
Is it alright to exist?
He tells me yes.
Am I allowed to resist?
He tells me yes.
Do you want me to persist?
He tells me yes.
Will you take away the mist
That blocks my view to tomorrow?
He tells me no.
So I exist
And gasp
Please do not insist
That I should give up on her.
