She's looking for something lost to her, unkowing she'll find it looking no
more,

Aware of the changes after each next, hoping that this will be the last,

Waiting for someone to unleash, every exotic mysterious need, never alone
and always quick, to close her eyes into a fire,

She'll follow the world taken for granted,

leaving no one, if felt connected,

Losing, herself, over what she can't find...


 
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