PoetOfSolitude
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It is a collection of poetry, which I wrote as I turned the bunch of my experiences into words.
We all live life. But why do we live it? Is life is just something we do, or we want to do, or we have to do? Some people says that it is a journey to reach your destination. But what is our destination:-
To live no matter what? Or
To have happiness and to give happiness? Or
Is it something else?
We have our own life. It is the only thing which in this glamour you and I can call 'my'. At least it seems like 'our'. At least we can use it as we may. So we all should seek for the answer. We should try to find who are we and why do we exist!