The meaning of life, I think, in sonnet.
You, at any one time, have a choice of
Good, and of course the Bad, and less recalled
Nothing. It is through ation by way of
intetnion that moves life. So it is in
You to shape your twin universes, the
within and without. You will advance with
Intellect and Will, understanding of
choice and resolve to choices. The time is
Now. Life's waiting for you. Glorious and
Terribel, life won't stop. Make something grand.
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