It seemed so bright
Yet a little undone
It seemed so right
Yet a little too well perfected
The way it was done
Thou shall not thee
Which route did you show me
Shall I follow upon to thee
Looked upon
I took a step back
You questioned
I wish I knew
You wished I knew
Thought to be stolen
Yet it seemed returned
Thought to be unsatisfied
Yet given upon great satisfactory
Thought to be lost
It is still lost...
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