That of Which I Seek
What of this, what of this my friend
All that I believe
To touch, to be, to breath
Searching for a switch
Thus has it fallen beneath
I know, i don't, to see
The point is made, clear to thee
yet still searching
Of that i cannot speak
upon darkened roads
streets of sorrow have I seen
its depth that of the sea
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