EMPTINESS IS FULL
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The Pursuit

Just when I know I have it, it pleases me no more
Then it seems to drift, be less mine
Then its out there, further away from me, and I want it more than ever
Then I work, I plan, I persevere, I progress to make it mine again
I create time, till it's mine again
But when it's mine, I say what's my next pursuit?
It seems like it's never the Thing
The Search, the Pursuit is all there ever is

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