Is there some meaning to this life?
What purpose lies behind the strife?
Whence do we come, where are we bound?
These cold questions echo and resound
Through each day and each lonely night
We long to find the splendid light
That will cast the revealing beam
Upon the meaning of the human dream
written on a cell wall in Darwin
Thanks to my friends who give me their friendship
unconditionally and do not judge me.
SOLID DEADLY PEOPLE
Be Good,
Johnno
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