What I want
Is a driven force
That controls sane city
Emptiness drives its devoid
Where it lies is illusory
Lacking shape and form
Neither appearance
I desire you
Every moment
Your presence is sunshine
Its brightness alluring
Your make the world go round
But there is a height of blindness
Towards your importance
All I seek is a revelation
That permeates the mind
Your aura is inescapable
But your presence is infilling
The day I set forth at dawn
Toil day and night
And eventually catch a glimpse
One thing is certain
I will hold on
And never let go
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