Purpose
Purpose
We assign a purpose
But there is a cost..
With said purpose
We narrow our focus
Consult a few maps
Confine our freedom
Acknowledge a self..
Allowing
Is blindfolded as we
Create our world of
Purpose..
Going for a walk... (?)
Copyright © Charles Coon | Year Posted 2020
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