Of Greater Significance

At the end of the day, it feels the same.

When you’re alone in silence, in involuntary contemplation.

Blank. Empty.

Longing for something bigger. A purpose maybe, or one that’s more significant. Something that fulfills beyond a superficial degree.

Hoping it exists; because it’s nowhere near at present.

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