Leave me not,
Incomplete!
That I pine for the completion.
Leave it to you,
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They are there,
They maybe there,
They may not be there;
But the world of,
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When the dead men lose their bones,
They get fossilized, and the searches see,
And find either in real or in artifacts;
Majorly the latter cooked in the soil under,
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Do I belong to you?
Do you belong to me?
Do we belong to us?
Conform to the rules,
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Either the life’s desires,
Or my progressive needs,
Whatever, I have found,
You fittingly ‘Just’ Beautiful.
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I’d thought I was free enough,
Only to find myself trapped,
In the locks of the strands.
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Either way it’s deep,
Gazing into the unknown skies,
Or the mystery of nature’s eyes,
Uncontrollably fascinating.
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Man seeks alternatives,
And always looks to create,
As many options as possible;
While the nature settles for the,
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