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Mar 2020
I look outside and see my life passing by
tell me, what's my purpose in life?
please don't lie
is it to wake people up about the all-seeing eye
or to ask questions all the time?

writing poetry isn't bringing me anywhere
I'm aware that isn't its purpose
but where do I go from here?
do I try new things over and over
or go next and disappear?

I started writing poems about a month ago
its gotta bring me somewhere
but what do I know.
Created by me on November 21st, 2019
Even after all this time, I still haven't figured it out. I still have like 60 or so more years to figure it all out though, right? ... right? lol. I'm sure its right in my face, like most things in life.
Anthony Michael James Butler
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Anthony Michael James Butler  21/M/Ontario
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