Why does a man seek meaning in each thing?
Why in the air does he a fragrance bring?
We spoke of friendship, of respect so true,
But why does he bring enmity too?
A longing grows to have a love to claim,
Then turns away from hope, yet feels no shame.
In the vast expanse, he’s just a drop,
And yet in ignorance, he stands on top.
For every heart I sought, I sought again,
But why does he leave me, causing pain?
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