I'll head over there to search...

The theory I completed to fill in this empty space
Should be correct, but
It spins gently and aimlessly around like a snowflake

The future is chaotic-
So from the slightest crack, from however
Slightly warped an ideal, it'll diverge

The lukewarm water
Made a sound as it suddenly began cooling down

If you're going to change the path you're heading down
Now's the time to do it

I don't want this replica
I'll only be satisfied with something I can call the 'real deal'
I'll head over there to search...

"But that's like a time-old fairy tale"

I gaze at the empty space where my answer has disappeared
It should have been filled in
But however hard I try, I can't tell for sure