Where do we find a meaning;
a reason for this life.
When all we ever focus on
is battles that are rife.
Where is the common ground
where we can stand as one.
If there is an answer,
has the search even begun?

About a foolhardy florilegium

Nullius addictus iurare in verba magistri, quo me cumque rapit tempestas, deferor hospes.
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