The screw that twists the mind
The screw of the
missing earring
Like a stain that stays
under a pitcher of water
The mind has stayed
underneath
Lost location unknown
Tells you to search
everything in the locations
Two years and three
months and four days
Whenever the past comes
to mind
The search for the
screw continues
Arbitrary search after
routine
Everywhere in the alley
To know the secret
paths of treasure
In the leisure time of
searching
Mother said take
comfort in the fact that unlucky is lost
Not to be missed
As may have made a
small box with the ear
Father would tease and
leave
Uncle said that it was
a good time the screw lost but the earring never lost
As the lost object will
not go unnoticed
Aunty will come closer
and comfort to mind
In one of the days that
passed
The lost child at the
festival
As if it came back
automatically
After getting the screw
Without knowing myself
from time to time
Only the mind looking
for the screw sporadically
Not sure where to get
lost
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