What do fools search for?

Even the wisest claim to have sought, the brightest all been caught. Those poor enough to fall in it, are headed for a never ending pit. It is but a wild shot, a chance to hit the coin 5 miles away. The chance to flow your mind and let your heart astray. This game of chance, of glee and pain. That makes you question if you're sane. I won't continue anymore, the answer is of course... l'amour.