Is There Meaning?

Is this where it ends?

Is the search for meaning empty?

The fruits of faith simply confusion

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I thought the meaning of life was relationship

I have loved so many people

And I show that

By failing to keep in contact and rarely seeing them

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Is it just me?

Am I the defective part of this equation?

Is there only meaning for those that are good at this?

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Maybe it is all just subjective

Meaning is only assigned not astrally imparted

Your own personal chemical imbalance

Determines if anything has meaning on any given day

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Possibly it is all empty

Life a fleeting flash in the void of nothing

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Possibly it is everything

Dimensional possibilities beyond even our faintest hopes of comprehension

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Or maybe, just maybe

It is coffee