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Lost Things
  Where is it?
  Is it here?
  Or Is it there?
  Is it hiding underneath my bed?
  Or is it just all inside my head?
  I’m confused,
  don’t know where to turn
  I feel like I’ve looked everywhere
  examined every nook and cranny
  but I look again.
  Where is it?
  Is it outside?
  Or Is it inside?
  Is it stuffed up in a suitcase?
  Or Is it hidden in the fridge?
  I’m frustrated,
  getting fed up with myself
  Irritation is creasing up my forehead
  and furrowing my eyebrows
  but I look again.
  Where is it?
  Is it up?
  Or Is it down?
  Is it pressed between my textbook?
  Or Is it burrowed deep in my closet?
  but I look again.
  I’m angry,
  nothing is coming to my brain,
  I can’t remember, I can’t recall
  where I left it that late saturday night
  but I look again.
  Where is it?
  Is it left?
  Or Is it right?
  Is it stuck in my kitchen pantry?
  Or is it in the dark depths that constitute my pockets?
  I’m inconsolable,
  I’m blue-er than the oceans and seas
  My spirit has sunken deeper than the titanic
  into a bottomless whirlpool tugging at my heart
  but I look again.
  Where is it?
  Is it near?
  Or Is it far?
  Is it in my locker at school?
  Or Is it in my seat at class?
  I’m desperate,
  clinging onto my last ember of hope
  burning within me, fueling my efforts.
  I do what I would not have ever tried,
  utter what I dare not ever say.
  and I look again.
  
  Where is it?
  Is it North?
  Or Is it South?
  My eyes fall on my knight in shining armor
  a hero to save the day. (and me)
  
  I’m elated!
  Exclamation points are for me!!!
  I’m as happy as can be!
  My heart expands with delight
  And I’ve found my notebook.

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I wrote this immediately after losing my notebook, right in the heat of the stress and anxiety. I actually didn't find it but i figured that i needed to finish the poem so yeah.