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Reoccuring
Shred their failure all around me
Like rocks skipped on the water's surface
creating ripples
slowly moving outward
in search of something untouched
undiscovered.
unknown.
Always seeking more
and wanting less
once the fantasy is captured.
Swearing to hold it in my hand
like a fairy found in a meadow
leaving traces of dust on my fingers
once I become bored.
dropping it without notice or emotion
running away.
Worried about the future
Fearful for the past
Overwhelmed by agenda
yet lazy enough to bask
Why is it a good idea
to soak up sunshine rays on a fair summer day
when you secretly yearn for
cold and haunted
