Eternal search

In the end, we are all the same
Bubbles of dreams, wishes, ideas
Youngsters with desires
Elders with regrets and unfulfilled dreams
Children with no fears
Girls, boys, mothers, sons, fathers, daughters
Whether we eat at 10 pm or at 7
Whether we listen to rock or to classic music
Whether we love, hate, create, destroy, believe, get disappointed

Beneath the implanted ideas and shaped thoughts by an everyday changing society
We are all the same, people in search of a definition for our existence


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