I live to findLife is said to be a mistery, nonetheless, we know the answer of our existance to be love. This is what our quest, all that amount from, the quest to find the one that can love us in return. To appreciate and treasure our own flaws, and accept our misdeeds.
I seek to be reprieved
Emotions rule my ground
No rest is bestowed
Until they are withered
The answer is given, but why and what the question of our lives worth, remains outside the grasp of any man.
When the average worrier cannot be lit a light to the road of life. It does not help, that even a great sorcerer, legend has it, had to tremble at this quest of which I here try too shed some light. EVEN Merlin the great companion of King Arthur, gave his life for a woman's worth, when the stars light bright in the evening sky.
Life is but life, the road belong to the fates. The quest to our wield of the sword. And the answer is our reword if we can walk the road our fate has subscribed, on our behalf.
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