I could've strolled much longer
Lingered my departure
Had the time been crawling
I could've made it stronger
Seldom it does seem
But wounds me
With your absence
Dissappointment i get caught in
When At the bliss of your
Prolonged presence it flies
Every good memory gets
Eclipsed before my eyes
Lest time halts
I fancy my withdrawal
From the cage of time
Leaving behind those
Unfulfilled Commitments
That burden my soul
That too made to you
Is what makes me hold
In spite of pain
I've hoarded our treasured relation
Lest the evil erodes
And I'm left with none
To call my mentor, my own
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