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Apr 2015
From our birth we travel,
To our home,
To school,
With family and friends,
Discovering new places,
In the process discovering ourselves,
From mountains and continents,
Across the oceans we shot for the moon,
Soaring through the skies,
One day we may journey to a another planet,
We endure, till we travel to our graves.
Forward is the only direction,
So keep walking,
Towards to our future.
Ankit J Chheda
Written by
Ankit J Chheda  28/M/Mumbai
(28/M/Mumbai)   
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