The Meaning of My Life

I realized the meaning of my life and much to my distress,
I discovered that the meaning of my life is meaningless.
All the joy, love and happiness experienced by I
are all just distractions until I die.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2012

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March 23, 2012 at 7:44 PM
Somewhat bleak but understandable...~Tirzah~
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