All my life I've been searching for you,
Clouding happiness, I've been meddling through.
Harder I dug, bitter it got.
Unravelling I thought, but just miserable it got.
Into the darkness, into much pain.
Scavenger I became, searching again and again.
Miles were unearthed; yet no sight.
Yelling and screaming, I let go my fight.
Left alone to rot; when a ray of hope,
Inviting me to live, which ended my mope.
Flying I am, with all I could take.
Everything you are; my salt, honey and cake.
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