Is time a place we simply choose to be?
Or are we lost in space forever endlessly;
Lost is a word we seldom wish to find,
But is short on our list and dwells on our mind.
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Sometimes we're lost just finding the right word,
But it seems a bit easier when we've read or have heard;
So no matter how stupid and no matter what cause.
Lost is the word you misplace in that clause.
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Children are lost when their parents are shopping,
And policemen are called and it stops them from copping;
It might come to appear that your lost in your head,
Or find that you've lost it and just end up dead.
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To be lost is without the world at your feet,
When you're looking for people out on the street;
Lost is just having a guess at it all,
Or lost is what happens to your favourite old ball.
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Now what if I get lost and never return,
Would I up in heaven where I won't have to burn;
For finding the truth on those days that we're lost,
Is the reason for life and the final cost?
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I must hurry and struggle to finish this rhyme,
For I'm lost out of sight and all out of time;
But never do worry if your lost on a shelf,
For lost in a book is being yourself.
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Signed,
Found.
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