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Staring blankly into nothing.

The mystery behind these blue eyes,

gazing into thoughtless emotion.



The search for hope,

consumes my soul.



Time never seems to slow,

but always speeding by.

Franticly we try to keep up.



The search for peace,

consumes my soul.



We seek what we can't have,

and find only blindness

of what we deserve.



The search for balance

consumes my soul



Never-ending searching into the distance.

To consumed to see what's near.

We shall never be at ease,

until Death satisfies our craving.



The answer to our search,

Nothing at all.

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