Give me a flower,
A smile,
An innocent look,
A pat-
Millenniums melt,
Whispers remain,
I am into my solitude,
I am in a soliloquy.
A moment of joy
Is a memory forever.
I enjoy,
My memories are evergreen.
Beyond the rocky way
It is all a sprawling meadow.
My path ends here,
My baggage, I leave here.
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10th July 2016.
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