I the footstep
You left behind
.
.
.
You left behind
On the road
.
.
.
On the road
As the history
To be followed
By Your offspring
What you believe
.
.
.
I request
Just see behind once
Just once and you will see
All are on the
Verge of erosion
.
.
.
I can feel
The steps left behind
On the road of life
Are steps towards death
Are steps towards death.
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