As I travel through the world,
Seeking to find meaning and essence in what I do, feel and think,
I can’t help but sense a feeling of helplessness and guilt in the monotony of my existence.
There is an emptiness that I seek to fill,
A void that I long to replenish.
And I know not what it is I am longing for and what path I seek to take,
Atleast I know for now that I am a lost soul looking for refuge,
And hope to find my answers in the living deluge,
My start Is here and this is where I will begin,
And define my path to discovery, mirth and living.
Here’s a cleaned-up version of your poem, refining the language and flow while retaining its introspective tone:
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**A Lost Soul Seeking**
As I travel through the world,
Searching for meaning in all I do, feel, and think,
I can’t help but sense a quiet helplessness
And a guilt that lingers in the monotony of my existence.
There is an emptiness I long to fill,
A void I seek to replenish,
But I know not what it is I truly desire,
Nor which path I am meant to follow.
For now, I am a lost soul, searching for refuge,
Hoping to find my answers in this living deluge.
My journey begins here, in this very moment,
As I strive to define my path to discovery, joy, and life.
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This version tightens the language, simplifies some phrasing, and improves the overall flow while maintaining the poem's reflective nature. Let me know if this works for you!
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