In Search Of Thee..
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How do I
Quench this
Eternal thirst
That floods
My frail mortal being?
I get comforted
But for a wink
From these
Temptations
Desires
Resentment
Angst and anger
No longer do I
Wish for momentary comfort
I wish
To be wrapped
In fulfillment
I walk
Alone
Against
This flood of
Unquenched thirst,
O, my saviour
My succour!
In search of
Thee...
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