He cannot escape,
And doomed to his fate,
He reflects on his life,
Reflecting on the ups and downs,
The pain and joy,
His entire existence,
He thinks about the meaning of life,
He thinks about everything he has done,
And closing his eyes, he says,
“Meh.”
I guess the meaning of life then is to try to get to something better than ‘meh’?!
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