Lost


Just to go to a place
Where nobody knew my name
And nor I them
Just blank perception across the faces
Blank direction upon the masses
To look up and know;
I'm as mysterious as a cat
My past persistently waiting across my horizon;
effervescently my future awaits.
I dream of a place where one glance
Unequivocally defines better judgment
For if no one knew my name
And nor I them
Dreams would not be lost.

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