What's the point of creating the sun if there's no day to shine?
What's the point of creating day if there's no night to sleep to?
What's the point of creating night if there's no time to rest?
What's the point of me resting if I just can't breath the fresh air?
What's the point of me breathing if I just can't live my live?
What's the point of me living, when I don't have you anymore?
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