LOST IN FIND


                                                   LOST IN FIND





The moon shined
A glimmer of enchantment
Seen with happiness
A logical thought silently walked close
Taunted by the words of the day
In many years like a looping track
No one hears it better
Such a lack of creativeness
That urge of eureka found one
The mind in a fury screaming not again
The lines the same with different actress
Heart with minor scratch
Proudly wears the badge
The many others enjoy the comedic tragedy
Ground to the ground again
While pleasure from fools who believe
Gives the suffering ones the laugh to tip the glass
Lost the effort
Onward to search for more than shallow selfish
That could care less for any others
Lost in find

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