When I search for words;
Thoughts deceive me;
When I look for roads;
My feet do not support me;
When I look for happiness;
Tears follow me;
When I look for God;
He says your voice is yet to reach me;
When I wish for death;
Life tempts me;
When I have nowhere to go;
A little light in a distance tunnel beckons me;
May be this is hope;
And I should follow me.
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