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what do you do, when you feel like your life has been sucked out from you? dry, and ready to be crumbled like the leaf of death, waiting for its last matter to be recycled into the ground. what do you do, when you are standing on the verge of nothingness, regretting that you have given all for a dark, dark road of slavery. what do you do, when you have no strength to keep giving, draining your last sweat and blood for nothing and nothing stares you back. misery and nothing and nothing and nothing. you are the leaf of death, waiting to be crumbled and crushed in order to vanish into the nothing that has betrayed you with the once beautiful lie that so foolishly brainwashed your soul. what do you do, why don't you die?