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I've been playing hide and seek with life.

   Unluckily, I am the seeker.

   I ran and ran and ran until I got tired.

   I was looking for attention but didn't find it anywhere.

   I've tried to look for peace until I realized that it was illusory afterall.

   I look for love but no one can tell where it was.

   I've tried so hard to find my importance until I figured out how trivial I am.

Playing with life was a quite mishap,

   I took the path where I thought I would find the things I need,

   But in a long arduous quest,

I got lost with the track.

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Denny Cole © 2019

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