Walking on the paved path
Quite afraid to loose
The real identity of mine.
Slowly loosing the grip
Of my only umbrella.
Crying with the depressed
Droplets of rain.
Looking for something forgotten.
I'm on a search
But of what?
I've no idea.
I'm just finding something
That exists in this unknown world.
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