My purpose has been the subject of my pondering for a while.
Constantly I perplex my mind and put myself on trial.
When will the incessant questions end?
What will I find around the bend?
What can I see or not see in this labyrinth?
What is life?
Is it an illusion,
Or just waiting to die?
Yet now the answer is very clear,
Hidden in the light shined upon my tear.
It's in each person's soul what they each choose to be,
And things may just end well for even someone like me.
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