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May 2016
What if I never forgot you?
Yes, I carried on with life,
Through pleasures and rough strife,
But with no one to look up to.

I didn't stop loving,
neither did I stop living.
Isn't that where we try to go on,
as if nothing went wrong,
from day to day and way to way,
finding people to ease our stay?

Yes, I tried to love again,
I tried to see a future,
I tried to live ,
But how could I?

My life has always been,
Through your eyes seen.
My eyes just captured pictures,
of a future so green.
Vivek Mukherjee
Written by
Vivek Mukherjee  Singapore
(Singapore)   
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