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Nov 2011
Searching on the higher ground
This dislocation growing sore
Looking for what’s rarely found
Checking every distant shore
Tired of this lost confusion
Yearning for long gone affection
Such joy cannot be induced on
This soul run by imperfection
One can’t survive without love
Though it’s not always cloaked in light
So send out your spiritual dove
Search all through the black of night
Desire is lain all around
Free for anyone to find
Strewn across the up and down
As it has been for all of time
But true love is more elusive
It demands investigation
To all hearts it’s not conducive
Few uphold such dedication
Sometimes in darkness love is found
Away in shadows it resides
Even sometimes underground
Seek it with feelings as your guides
Written by
John Marsh
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