I needed seclusion
I needed rest
I wanted to go East
But I headed West
I was deluded
I didn't know what to do
If only I could understand
If only I knew what's true
I was floating in the air
Without a body underneath
I wanted a bed of flowers
Found marks of sharp teeth
I ran till the point
I knew I'd be doomed
In that soil in heaven
My flower will be bloomed
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