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Words are often impotent

We use words the best way we can
To express everything
But something's are beyond words
And are impossible to define
Like who and what we truly are
And where we originate from
Yet still we keep on searching
For the words which really impossible to find
Like what is creation, what is the source?
Why am I hear?
How should I steer my course?
Where and what's the destination?
Is there ever and end?
What then comes after?
These are definitions that cannot be defined
Unless we go much deeper within our conscious mind
Because these answers are inside
But very hard to find
You can spend a lifetime
Searching all the time
And yet never find out
Yet this is not a waste of time
For the things you learn along the way
Will help you see how you're defined
Words will never express many things in life
But we keep grasping anyway
And will until the last
But life is more about the feeling
Than the words and questions we may ask.

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Lucy Parsons

Hi Faux, some wise words and many questions I ponder nearly daily. Enjoyable read and pinned for later thought xxx ❤️❤️❤️

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Fauxcroft

Thank you very much I am glad it resonated with you.

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