what is life?
Such an exasperating thing to ask
What is it? Is it love, fulfillment no
I never got this question fully grasped
Is the answer to live it or never grow?
I asked a wise man but got nowhere fast
He told me life goes by extremely quick
To chose my cards right and my life will last
His words summed was to treasure this gift
But in the end the answer is quite clear
The answer depends on the person’s view
Find it yourself and you'll find it I swear
Just try the idea and you’ll see it’s true
The answer isn’t something you can push
You'll find it like you'll hear a bird in a bush
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