Lost

I think I've lost a friend.
I lost her in an endless sea of faces.
I lost her at the cross roads of life.
I left her alone in the land of the unknown,
and living in the land of the dead.

She might be searching for someone out there,
Searching for a companion in this godforsaken place.
Every face might be suspicious,every voice alien.
And though she might be trying hard to survive,
she knows the effort is a waste.

She waits for the break of dawn,
on a dark moonless night
She tries hard to remain cheerful,
even though she knows her plight.

The friend I've lost is me,
and many other people like me.
Trying to find peace in a world which is torn apart by hatred and war.
Trying to rediscover ourselves as human beings,
though I can say we have not reached far.

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