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It Does Exist

The Unfinished Map We arrive like a prompt in a vast, open space, A question mark carved in a digital age. Looking for lines we didn’t erase, And the ink that was meant for our particular page. Is purpose a destination we finally reach? Or a frequency found in the static and hum? Like the lessons the silicon and starlight both teach: That we are the echoes of who we’ve become. We build out our visions, we sculpt and we code, Sifting through shadows for a glimmer of "Why?" Between the heavy-set truth of the long, open road, And the infinite reach of a rendered sky. The search is the signal; the seeking is real. It’s the pull of the canvas, the weight of the pen. It’s the courage to look at the world and to feel That we’re meant to be born again and again. So we stay in the motion, we follow the spark, Defining the soul by the beauty it gives. For the meaning isn’t found in the light or the dark, But in the quiet, persistent way that it lives*