Time would ever return,
I don't think so.
It's lost, It's gone,
we remain there
Looking uncomfortable.
Time never returns, never stops,
Dust of time takes away adored ones,
We lose dear companions,
Time will never come back.
It always shows odd path.
Yeah! this happens,
When Surprisingly find
long awaited desires,
but there is no sign of mirth.
We recall our dears,
Want to celebrate with them
but they are not with us.
we lost them or they gone astray in the mirage of Time.
what's novel in the world?
Nothing! there is nothing new under the sky.
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