Lifes Secret

November 6, 2008
By Jordan Otero, Groton, CT

I go around
Wandering these dark streets
Hoping to find someone
To comfort me

I look around
But no one has come
So I sit there and weep

I think about the secret to life
What could it be?
Could it be that knowing what to do is the answer
Or that life is what you make it?

Whatever it is I know one thing
The answer to life
Is somewhere out there
We just have to find it.

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