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Sep 2013
A lost soul wandering in the wilderness
For a thousand years
Searching, searching
But if you were to ask,
"what are you looking for?"
They would reply with one of two things
If you were a stranger they might say
"Something lost."
But if you were a friend
One they decided to let into their
High-walled fortress they have built
Only for their protection
They might reply
"I don't know how it looks or feels or tastes, but I do know when I find it I will know it is what I have always wished for."
Written by
Destiny Hendrick
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