Lost
written by: Hend Hamed Ezzeldin
So happy when I’m lost,
Distressed when I’m found.
Being nowhere
or everywhere
It doesn’t matter.
I love being;
place-less.
careless,
boundless,
thoughtless.
I appreciate
wandering aimlessly,
singing unknown lyrics,
murmuring exotic notes.
Don’t find me;
I want to be lost
perpetually.
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