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Searching Through Space and Time

Oh, there are so many hours in the day
And how fast they go by
In the morning- another place, another time
Yet in the eve a new pillow does your head meet.
Such goes the day of the weary traveler
Wandering wandering wandering
Always
Searching searching searching
For some meaning behind it all
With hopes that with every new adventure
The truth becomes more lucid
With each introspection, more resplendent than the next.
These are the dreams that the weary traveler
Hopes will come alive
While drifting off to sleep
Oh, how there are so many hours in the night
And how fast do they go by.

May 22nd, 2019