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It logically happens like this,
we leave and we arrive somewhere. We leave for a moment, for an hour, for a life time, maybe we didn't have to go, and this isn't the issue but the fact that we arrive somewhere, we always arrive somewhere, maybe we don't arrive on time, we don't arrive where we should, we don't arrive where we've wanted to, but we arrive somewhere and as long as we arrive somewhere everything is logical, although the logic and the happiness are completely different things, yet we have left and have arrived somewhere, we've taken the wrong path and have arrived somewhere, but when we arrive nowhere anymore everything becomes illogical. Where do we go to when we arrive nowhere?
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