World, so full of people
Each one lonely within,
Strives to find that SOMEONE
Who fits their distorted ideals,
While the years go passing by,
We accumulate chain of wrinkles
Each one a sad tale,
A failed love, a broken dream.

World, so full of people,
Each one a lonesome soul
Basks in the fading ray of life,
Desires this, hopes that,
We accumulate pangs of failure
Each one filed behind another
Like dunes of desert sand
that keep repeating … endlessly.


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