I sank into my life
To this world in my mind
Where it required no wife
Just to make up my mind

How elusive is a peace
The quiet of a thought
Thoughts of a girl, a miss
Would you settle or not

But most is escape
To get away with truth perhaps
That happiness, in a cape
A point when it stops!

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Written during the waking morning at Japanese ville.

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