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Tuesday, January 7, 2014

Lost

Sometimes it aches
When the thought thinks
And analyzing completes
Driving it all extinct

But the truth is unknown
And happiness floats
And all we try to do is find it

Mystery and misery
Go hand in hand
As we scour and search
Yearning for answers

And right when one appears
Three others are gone
As we hope for the truth
The truth that is none

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