It shall always be found
Footprints on the ground
When go for identity search
And reach to the point
I leave behind
To find
Some impression
Good or bad experienced with relation
I have done no good
But clearly understood
Its importance
Along with consequences
Whenever I tried to look back
I found large book
To be rewritten with memory
Not for worry but to feel cheery
It was never dark spot
But spoke with lot
In private and in general
I felt just human, ordinary and normal
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