I’m talking to you but maybe just to myself

I’m trying to find the woman I dream of

But feel I am picking through flotsam and jetsom

Scammers and ego maniacs, humanity I guess

But I don’t find her and the harder I look

The harder my search becomes

Then I question what I look for at all?

Maybe I’m designed to be single?

Maybe the love I hold is not meant to find its target

Maybe I’m the only one who feels like I do?

And maybe the one I seek is inside of me

My soul not my soul mate

Is that my fate?

To have a date

With my inner self?

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