Finding the Purpose

I search but do not find my purpose. I look and find nothing in which a legacy can be left. There is so much that I desire yet I have no way to acheive. I don’t like to complain but I am trying to find my way and when you are lost, grasping at straws may seem to be whining when you are really searching. I know that not everyone one will leave a great mark on our society but I want to. I think that I can once I find my purpose. I look to my passions to find my way and they are great methods but capitializing on them is hard. I write to be read not to be enjoyed. It is just the way I figure things out. The purpose of my life I will find and when it is fulfilled even if it is long after my death then I may rest.

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