Missing Things
There is something missing
He has no idea what it is
His life is just lacking something
He has looked for so long
He even had a vision of it once
But it left as fast as it appeared
Still, he has never cried over it
His life will go on without it
It won't be as happy as it should
But he will trod along facing life as he should
He has always been just that type
© Poem – XII/XXI/MMXXI
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