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Purpose
Purpose
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Sometimes when you feel like walking
To keep moving with no heed or care
At your own pace without any compulsion
With nowhere to go or reach somewhere
On those days when you stop worrying
About the future, free from your past
Striking a conversation with yourself
Flowing free outside the brazen cast
It gets easier with each forward step
As you fall inwards to find the way
To realise that there is no black or white
Just some indistinguishable shades of grey
Finally when you look around to introspect
Only to find yourself walking straight and tall
The life of existence without a purpose
Might not seem so unfulfilling after all
