I search through the echoes for my home ,
For a space which I can proudly call mine ,
For people who are just like me and are made for me .
I search for solace for my tribe for someone to call mine .
I have searched from the darkness
To brightness ,
I wonder why aren't people fit for me ,
Or why I am not fit for them ,
As them ;
Like them ;
What's wrong in me ,
Or what's something that I am missing ,
But then I realise ,
All questions don't have their answers ,
Sometimes
Answers ruin questions
The beauty of the question is to just be
That is why
The beauty of me is to just be .
I have realised
That I am my home ,
I am my own answer .
And I am complete as it is .
Nobody is needed to complete me .
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Enchanted
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