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Cradled in the arms of the unknown

Drifting further away from your home,

Travelling on a journey all alone

Of spiritual discovery like a cosmic drone,

On a voyage of discovery to find yourself

Like an authentic angel on a mission of stealth,

Searching out answers that somehow will define

The meaning of your existence in this time,

Exploring all there is out there to understand

Whether or not there is actually a clear plan,

Or if in truth it’s down to us to create the meaning

For the life we have been blessed with and one day will be leaving,

Which will in the end define everything we’ve achieved

Or if we did nothing but follow other people’s lead,

It will decide whether our life is truly worthy,

Or just a moment in the cosmic time we wasted and that was undeserving.