Jim Freeman
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The meaning of life is so unclear
I wonder at the search
Why all the scrabbling around
in wounded philosophy

A sixty, seventy, eighty years or more
mind fuck
It took so long to know
Nepal had no answers

The relief is finding after all
it doesn't have to register somewhere
on a scale of one to ten
Maybe just a smile over coffee

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