And desperately I did
I tripped, cursed and fell
Flat on my face
Bruising my cheeks and knees
At times I felt it at my fingertips
Only for it to run faster
Making lose track of it
So now not only I failed to catch
It is something I need to find
But I have to be honest to you
If the day comes that I do find it
And keep it in my arms
The idea on what to do with it
Is not something I'm ready for
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