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Life’s Riddle

The purpose of you

 Unknown to you too

 A mystery unfolded

 An history never to be told

No reason for living 

No need for believing

Life’s hard; seems tard

Run mad; you’d be fad 

Stupidity exhalted; should you act stupid?

Madness celebrated; run mad I say. 

Noone has seen you yet

Noone will, it’s a bet

What’s your reason for living?

You know it?  Thanksgiving!

You don’t? No idea? Quit striving!

Recite this without hate

In time, you’ll be late

Give up being great💀


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