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Life
Life without mean
cannot be borne.
We find a mission
to which we are sworn.
Or answer the call
of Deaths dark horn.
Without a gleaning
of purpose in life.
We have no vision,
we live in strife.
Or let blood fall
on a suicide knife.
Published 17th Nov 2014
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Profound meaning for such a short piece. A deep truth there, everybody "needs" a cause to be committed to, a purpose to serve, else life loses all meaning entirely.
Good ponder.
Good ponder.
