Screeching sounds, like a record that's stuck,
You try to break patterns, but without any luck.
Doomed to repeat, in an infinite loop,
Pressure builds up, to end in one fell swoop.
Inhale for 4 seconds, for 4 seconds hold breath,
Observe the endless cycle, till you're bored to death.
This life may be unique, each day is but humdrum,
A long life is appalling, you haven't realized, how come?
Some plant a sapling, that each day grows,
With love and care, it blossoms in a rose.
If each day you improve, by just a wee bit,
By the end of this life, amidst Gods you'll sit.
An eternal life can be hell, it can also heaven be,
I have infinite rebirths, to figure out how to be free.
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