Photo by Johannes Plenio on Unsplash

I long being lost
No territorial definition abound
No needles running around
The wind and me
The sun and the glee
Light all around
Inside and out
Do not ask for my inn
Dervishes don't rest by
I'm just a passers by
So many marks of sin
Your eyes has more than my skin
I don't bear them- you do
Today and tonight and forever
Shan't I return
Take your hopes back
It's my life on my track
I might get derailed
And mercilessly failed
But my way shan't change
I'm already lost...…

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