Never ending work, paper after paper, exam after exam. Life, all it boils down to is work, till death. Work without purposes, without results. Work, for the sake of working. Busy, keep yourself busy, bombarding yourself with endless mindless work. Busy keeps your mind occupied, strays away those unpleasant thoughts. Living as a zombie, the walking dead. Vacant distress. Life without purpose. Existentialism. Rosencrantz and Guildenstern. No Exit. An already dead corpse, gorged by the heart of darkness.
Deep in the heart of darkness sparks a dream of light, simply a hope for the hopeless.
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