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| Purpose of Life |
Who am I...?
A Wandering Soul
A wounded bird in a cage
A dark valley
An emotional downstream
A vigorous caveman
or
I am just as ordinary
As a sideline rock....
It is not an easy way
To talk and find myself...
I was wandering around
Trying a refuge of relations
Lots of excuses
A bucket full of unfulfilled desires
My regrets...
But
one day it was revealed
I am what I think I am....
I am from universe
and
I will be eternal as I pass
The undeniable corridor of death
Divinity is clear...
So is my destiny
My wishes, my deeds
All awaiting down across
The river
and
I have to swim
But
with peace and care
Then I am all clearly done...
Well done in fact.....!!
