Smitten by highs and lows
Of social currents so grossly kept
On mind's plain very narrowly made
Haunted by whispers for normalcy's sake
You forever vouch for a hidden safe
That knows none but 'all' ultimate
Lost forever in a countless spate of designated fate
Who are you entangled in that maze
Devoid are you of all God's direct
Forlorn in quest of none perfect
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