Purpose

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But it's not about that, it never was, it was only ever really about the stars and what they made me feel. Sadness, happiness, longing, desperation, hope, all in one. An overwhelming emotion that overtook me every time I would feel their gaze on me. When I looked up at the midnight sky, I could finally see it. The purpose of us, of me. All along right above us. If you looked closely the stars would spell it out for you. They would tell you why you were where you were, and why you were feeling the way that you were feeling. Because life never really is what you think it is. It is so much more than that. It is beyond us, it is beyond the universe, it is beyond all concept of everything and nothing.

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