Life goes on,
Work, eat, sleep, repeat.
But there is something missing.
Is it just me? Or you feel it too?
On the surface,
Things seem super fine,
But the tiny feeling inside,
At silent hours does pine,
There's more to life,
Only if I knew what,
Hard to describe,
So to routine I subscribe.
Would really want to know,
The secret to 'that',
Will I get an Eureka,
If I wear the magician's hat?
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