Searching for Happiness

Premonition

One minute,

it was beside me.

The next,

it was gone.

Desperately,

I searched for it,

Opening door after door,

Searching every room.

Why has this search become unreal?

Like searching a one hundred room office block,

with a thousand doors.

I awake,

in the wee small hours.

Confused.

Was that a dream or premonition?

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