A parched soul
Looking for a watering hole,
Cannot find a drop, dries out.
A tumbleweed
Running across the sand dunes,
Cannot find a resting hole, tires out.
A lamp
Looking for darkness
Cannot find the dark, lights out.
The past
Searching in the present,
Cannot find itself, dies out.
A fly
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finds it too clean, flies out.
I will add this to my poem. Thank you
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