Jida Asare
1 min readFeb 13, 2019

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Still searching…

It’s the fear so close and within.
Dancing furiously at every beat.
Makes frail and want to leap.
Saddled with memories lost and deep.

A yearn for moments of great pleasure
All but a mere dream and so hazy.
Drank in gloom, dazed all noon.
A game where rules are discovered and not told.

Friends, family deeply immersed.
Each to their own, but one’s riches for us all.
Love abandoned all for a cottage unknown.
Should it be you or I to search for him?

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