Purpose!

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The notion of Purpose hangs over us as heavy baggage we carry
The nay human life oblivious without the baggage they carry
The People juggling between wanting to live and survive in a loop
The question of life without a purpose hangs on a snapping rope

The more we hang on the more it pains and letting go, questionable
The people who choose to hang on May survive but never live
The people who choose to live may not sadly survive unequivocally
The ones who do both are often burdened with solitude aplomb

The question of objectivity and realism often muddled in chaos
The world poisoned with perfectionist materialism indeed inertly
The cure exists in the world beyond the dimensions of truth
The problem inevitably in broad daylight with no morale or joy

The world we leave behind has everything that we live for and die
The destination has everything that we dream about for eternity
The war between optimism realism and scepticism in a prism
The burning fire of rage pushing the world of pain and purpose

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