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Attend to the humble asterisk:
Leave it near your questions.

By all means,

Flip through life's un-halting rhythms
Dance to numbered solitude
Read "vivre!" in the exultation
that redefines your platitudes:
Drop space for your reference
and signify irreverence
In the flourish of your signature on the page

But, Attend to the humble asterisk
Leave it near their questions

I know life is best lived unexplained
And Innocence can't be regained
But one thing which I do maintain…
Is that all life's sentences have researched meaning

So after you have gone the mile
Wholly redefined your style
After you have trod the road
Drunk the wine and spent the gold
After you have read too far
Wished upon a wishing star
After you have dined enough
Tossed the turkey, doffed the cup
After you have spent your days
In half a million different ways
Passed your time in wonderlands
passed your hookah hand to hand
passed by signs with turns on them
passed hitchhikers and toll men
sped through pages of your life
drunk the joy and spit the strife

After, only after,

After you have drunk all that you can of existence
And have come to the part of your book marked "epilogue"

Only after this,
When you are weary and alone,

Attend to the humble asterisk:

Write the addendum to your tome.

Description
Attend to the humble asterisk:
Leave it near your questions.

By all means,

Flip through life's un-halting rhythms
Dance to numbered solitude
Read "vivre!" in the exultation
that redefines your platitudes:
Drop space for your reference
and signify irreverence
In the flourish of your signature on the page

But, Attend to the humble asterisk
Leave it near their questions

I know life is best lived unexplained
And Innocence can't be regained
But one thing which I do maintain…
Is that all life's sentences have researched meaning

So after you have gone the mile
Wholly redefined your style
After you have trod the road
Drunk the wine and spent the gold
After you have read too far
Wished upon a wishing star
After you have dined enough
Tossed the turkey, doffed the cup
After you have spent your days
In half a million different ways
Passed your time in wonderlands
passed your hookah hand to hand
passed by signs with turns on them
passed hitchhikers and toll men
sped through pages of your life
drunk the joy and spit the strife

After, only after,

After you have drunk all that you can of existence
And have come to the part of your book marked "epilogue"

Only after this,
When you are weary and alone,

Attend to the humble asterisk:

Write the addendum to your tome.