The something else you needed
You could never describe,
And all that searching amounted to nothing.
What you did find you could not make fit.
Had I found it,
But the chance is gone
And I would not know where to look.
So you faded back into obscurity.
It was the searching that had attracted me,
But failure is a put off so I left.
And that means that I have changed.
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