Lost thought


I'm searching for something.
But what it is i do not know.
I've opened many doors but struggle.
Blinding threw the maze of infinite thought.
There are so many scrambles to decode inside.
I walk every night and day in search of it.
Creative motion always half finished in dreamworld.
The closer i get the more it fades away.
Trying to touch worlds i can't feel.

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