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The Meaning of Life

11/30/2013

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Why do you question night with flurried mind?
You know the answer a-priori, for
Within yourself it always was defined
Since you were born, and all the time before.
No, It does not pertain to solid objects,
Nor it requires fortunes to possess,
Nor need you even reasoning or logics,
And neither be by god or devil blessed.
Go to a silent shore and face the breathes,
Forget at home iPhones, laptops, Androids,
And let your soul to free what she imprisons,
What you are often trying to avoid..
The meaning of our lives is there, within us,
And every single else is just a void.
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