A Wild goose chase
THAT START OF THE DETERMINED KID
THAT DASH OF THE CURIOUS YOUNG INTERPID
I HAVE COME FAR NOW
NO GOD I FOUND , TO NOBODY'S LOVE I BOW
FROM COUNTLESS EXISTING PATHS WE CAN
TAKE ONLY ONE
I AM HERE, WHERE THERE IS NOONE
CONVERSATIONS ARE NOW FEW
I DON'T KNOW ANYONE WHO IS NEW
EVEN MY POEMS DON'T RHYME NOW
MAY BE THEY DON'T WANT TO ...
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