20.09.2012

The pursuit of....



We've moved mountains
We've built wings
We've conquered worlds
and yet we're still lost in transition...
With no fitting words.
It's always the pursuit of something...
And it's US we forget to bring.
We all long and linger for it
But does it really exist?
Some call it... happiness,
but sometimes it's just a mess...
and it doesn't even worth the pain
to search for it in vain!
Or if it does...
who could prescribe the perfect doze?

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