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Sometimes I wonder about my life...

In the context of the world's population, I lead a small life - well, valuable, but small - and sometimes I wonder, do I do it because I like it, or because I haven’t been brave? 
So much of what I see reminds me of something I read in a book, when shouldn’t it be the other way around? 
I don’t really want an answer. 
I just want to send this cosmic question out into the void. 
So good night, dear void.