No blueprint guides the arrow of our flight,No pre-made essence carves our human name,We stand alone beneath the silent night,And bear the burden of our own self-blame.To choose is to be burdened with a crown,Of freedom that we often wish to break,We build our meaning up or tear it down,Responsible for every path we take.The universe is quiet to our plea,It gives no answers to the things we ask,Condemned to wander, radically free,To fashion our own soul becomes our task.We are the authors of the life we live,No external force can purpose give.
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