The Goal
Ambitions are life's desires, not our own
The only thing in life to find is ourselves
The one goal we search for
over anything else
Our form of creation, the origin
the purpose of life
To find our life when it ends
What worth we have to give, equal or not
To learn things in life
that can't be tought
Our overall goal is to see
Let secrets no longer be
The sight that's hard to find
How shall it be mine?
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