I was searchingthe moment I got up to myself
til day
I am searching
but I am standing to myself
where the whole has got lost
I search every nanon around
at the other end of horizon
one day
I saw you
found you may put me in shape
I got too accustomed to
as I am obsessive
the shapes are not in tune to
I thought your shadows
may be
its the one thing
I search every day and night
my obsessions remained
the shallow of thoughts
but I do remember
it was with me
all the way
I search with different conotations
as if
one day
you're shadows
shall bring me the search
I really intend to
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