Seeking elsewhere to get your peace?
And finding it difficult to find any,
Wherever you go just to sample a taste of it...
As if to treat?
Do you believe it to be on a menu?
Or laid to spread on a buffet,
Already prepared to feast upon and eat...
Until you've had enough,
To exit from it to leave.
As long as you keep those thoughts alive,
You'll never discover a peace inside.
As long as you keep those thoughts alive,
You'll always be denying life and from it hiding.
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