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I'm searching for a genie at the bottom of every bottle.
But three wishes will only last a little while.
So I'll just sit and sip on my own sorrow,
But you know I'm still going to try again tomorrow.

I'm searching for some rhyme or reason,
Why I'm still here in this mental prison.
Maybe so I'm forced into self-reflection.
But you know I'm stuck in this misdirection.

I'm searching for a mountain at sea level.
Hardly a man and more of a scarecrow.
I look like a person but I'm damn near hollow.
But you know you're a mountain and I'm just a pebble.


◄ Void Brooding.

Always. ►


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Jason Bayliss

Fri 21st Jun 2019 20:15

Love the line, "I'm searching for a mountain at sea level."
Great poem.


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