Life is an experience everyone enjoys for a time.
All lives are unique and special, each person has a reason
for being - some people haven't figured out yet what it is.
Homeless and poor, walking streets, looking for handouts or
food, some haven't an inkling of what they should be doing,
because they're too busy trying to stay alive or exist.
Others choose to ignore all signs of their purpose here and
instead, delve into pleasure principles, neglecting their
lives and selves.
Those who search, find and follow their reason of existence,
are making a mark in the world by helping others and living
their purpose daily.
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