The Search

Poetry
Every day a land far away looks more and more appealing. 

Dreaming of a feeling that I'm constantly reeling in, 

but the waves wash it away. 

Thinking, and thinking, maybe I can catch it again. 

The search for a simple life clearly is not so simple - 

it never ends. 

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