Did love find me, I am not sure.
Lust does, everytime in some form or other.
They come and go as trial and errors.
It doesn't matter to me anymore.
Preserving my substance, I soar above beyond these petty elements
As they are no cure.
I rise, I fall...
But the picture becomes clearer.
Love and lust are only two extremes,
Peace is within.
Why to be entangled in their whims.
My soul beckons, I have to move beyond.
And here I come life,
Illuminate my search.
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