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All There Is

Your life is a flaunt
In which you invent purpose,
Nice it is to do so,
At least so you say.

The gawp of all
When I dare to stare with derision:
I do not like your purpose;
You scorn at my supposed lack of one.

So much better not to judge
Than to be judged.
To rise to heights without direction
And let beauty make a home there.
That is all,
All there is.

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