Without Inspiration

I feel like writing but I have no subject.
There is no focus, or main point to this -
No clear answer for the meaning -
The meaning of life.

You just go on living,
Turning left when arrow points right.
Sometimes tripping along the way,
With everyone and no one there to catch you.

I guess, it all depends on where you are headed.





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