What’s your reason for being?
In Japan, they have a word for this: ikigai
let’s ponder it, you + me – step into my office,
care for a cigar?
think about those times you wanted to end it all
before the Fall
of America – now, we live amidst the ruins
you must have a reason to keep movin’
what’s your secret?
(Photo by Jason Blackeye on Unsplash)
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