Distraught today. The gap between my aspirations and achievements is yawning wider than ever. If I could die without repercussions, here and now, I would do so, without regret, for to live is to be consigned to unrelenting disappointment, loss, frustration, anti-climax and despair.To live is to endure, continually, without the possibility of solace or reward.
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