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Mar 2018
Ha-ha, he tries to find some meaning,
Such a funny living being..
He is accomplishing some stuff,
He never thinks it is enough..
He thinks his thoughts will impact the reality,
And this is clarity.. for him..
He didn't know, there is no meaning,
He was wrong from the beginning.
And when his end was a tiny bit of him,
It finally occurred to him,
He saw it in his daughter's eyes,
The love, the passion, no disguise...
What did he miss?
He missed enjoying all this bliss..
Living, tasting, playing, longing,
seeing, touching, smelling, walking,
Louthing, crying, there's so much...
he missed it all along,
And just before the last gong,
He realized..
He had to think, to plan.. to do..
But in the meantime, he forgot to live..
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Olie  27/F
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