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I present to you a perplexing query,
the thought of which makes me quite weary.
I want to know the meaning of life.
Beyond the anger and the strife.
Dont harp about the warmth of love,
Nor the soft white feathers of a dove.
I know the salty scent of the sea,
And the idle buzzing of a bee.
I have shrunk in fear from a raging storm,
And basked in the sun's rays, bright and warm.
Yet not one experience has lifted my obsession,
And I need release from curiosity's possession.
No, beauty doesnt interest me,
I want the truth, why cant you see?
I cannot take just one more day
without knowing why life is this way.
But it seems as I sat wondering why,
my life had gone and flown right by.
Now I wish I'd paid attention to
a rainbow or the morning dew.
So much that I would rather do,
But my time is up and death insues.
But for now I'm left with my regrets,
of a life the world will soon forget.