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Absurdist

Poem By Cynthia Pardede

What do people pursue?
Why is everybody running?
Though there is no finish line.
Though the track is circle.
Why are they in such a hurry?
After all, we're all going to die.
And we'll die at the right time.
And the time has been set.

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