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I wake up from dreaming,

I wake up screaming,

Asking the same questions

Just what is the meaning of life,

In my head I hear the voices

Telling me I have the choices,

Of burying my head in the sand

Or seizing the opportunity to grasp and awakening

And to discover the real meaning of life.

I search for answers to this question

I read and I learn as much as I possibly can,

My hearts exploding my minds imploding

Trying to understand just what is the meaning of life

And does it matter and will it change me?

Will knowing the answers really set me free,

Maybe it’s just living kindly

Maybe it’s just learning to be content and happy,

I don’t know, to few do

The answers we seek about the meaning of life

And is it unique and different to both me and you.