Most people pursue you
Some people don’t know you
Most people can’t hold on to you
Some people haven’t met you
In Materials some people seek you
In service some people seek you
In nothing some people seek you
In sorrows some people seek you
Philosophers want to define you
Scientists want to understand you
Poets want to describe you
Painters want to depict you
Your elusiveness baffles people
Your deceptiveness disappoints people
Your absence haunts people
Your indifference crushes people
(yet)
You are mirage in an arid world
You are flicker in a somber world
You are placebo in a pandemic world
You are wish in an indifferent world
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