In a state of anomie
You look for order
You search out a pin
In a hay stack
In a cold heart
You look for love
You seek out a swarthy man
In a blackout
In a hovel
You look for comfort
You hunt a reindeer
In an African jungle
In Nigeria
You look for truth
You chase water
In the Sahara
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