My soul is searching around and around
so scared of loosing – scared of being lost
loosing emotion and loosing touch
What is the blackest black of the darkest dark look like?
Enigma in the night or bold breakaway of what is right?
I can not tell – I can not say for I am nothing but a simpleton
on my way to what I call home.
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