THE SEARCH FOR SOMETHING LOST

Searching for me,

 

I wander through a house of mirrors,

I see a myriad of images,

 

None are mine.

 

Distorted reflections of a stranger,

Someone I’ve met,

 

But don’t really know.

 

I cry out my name,

But the hollow echo that responds,

 

Tells me I must wait …

 

It is not yet time.

 

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