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Feb 2014
I search and I search
but I'm not able
to pinpoint the thing
that I'm looking for.

I look and I look
but can't seem to find
whatever it is
that I'm looking for.

I seek and I seek
but it's out of reach,
I cannot get to
what I'm looking for.

But I'll keep searching
for without a doubt
I know I'll come through;
I'll find what I ought.

And I'll keep looking
as I know for sure
that there'll be a day
I'll find what I need.

So,  I'll keep seeking
the much needed rest
that my heart craves so,
though, what it looks like?

Who knows?
©2014 - about my quest in looking for peace inside.

Feels incomplete, might add something later.  xox
Pandora dO
Written by
Pandora dO  Netherlands
(Netherlands)   
395
   Weeping willow and Timothy
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