I do not know where I stood
A moment ago;
Was it beside the book-shelf,
Near the bird-bath,
In the shade of Neem tree
Or the singing brook,
I do not remember.
What went wrong
What is wrong with me
I do not know.
Blame my memory then,
A momentary loss it can be.
Is it?
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Some of lapses are intentional. Sometimes lapses are unintentional. All serves some purpose in time.