I'm searching for God to give me some straightforward answers. Unfortunately, he's not here. I keep moving. A homeless man asks me for money, turning to me for help. How ridiculous it all seems. The unfortunate begging from an empty soul, nothing more than a vicious cycle. As I head home, I give away my last dollar. My pockets are empty and I have nothing. How ridiculous it all seems.
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