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A Question Of Life

Quite often I ask myself, what should I be,

Just another poet, an apple in a tree?

The answer is out there, it is so difficult to see.

It is shadowed by heartache, it is shadowed by thee.

Should I be poet?

Should I be a cook?

Should I go to college?

Should I write a book?

The answer is out there, it is so difficult to see.

Will I ever find what Life means to me?

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