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Visitations

How is it that I am visited by so many?
And yet none take away anything?
Do I give away nothing or do they flit about aimlessly?
Only in the night do I get any peace,
as if  they all fall in slumber accidentally,
while I keep awake.
I do not wish much of this life,
to be happy, to be strangely persistent and persistently strange,
Just to get by alright, whatever that means.
What is our “duty”, our “purpose”?
There is none,except to live our lives,
each in our own way- Life itself is noble;
It needs not a reason or purpose.

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