I went to the woods to live deliberately,
To suck the bone marrow out of life,
And to give meaning to meaningless words,
I found a black man there,
With black clothes,
Black shoes,
And black shades,
He asked me if I solved his riddle yet,
No I said,
What’s the answer? I asked
The black man smiled and shook his head,
I haven’t got the slightest idea. He said,
The black man looked at me,
than pointed towards some trees,
The answer is out there,
Beyond what you can see,
I just looked at him,
You must feel a lot like Alice when she first fell down that rabbit hole. He laughed,
I looked smiling at him and said,
Don’t we all sometimes?
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