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Jun 2016
Of far distant miles I think;
    see the horizon, imagine whats behind it.
Staring at the infinity;
aimlessly at unknown,
   wondering what lies ahead for me.
Shattered are the pieces of glass , ones was a part of beautiful mosaic;
     And so is the thing I feel
Standing here in the beach at this dusk;
waves breeze trying to divert my mind
        Drawning in depth of sea,
        lost in an insignificant island.
Nothing to profit , yet to gain;
      not to win the war,
    but to survive till death.
A smile appears on my face;
             Time has taught me the best lesson,
Now , I have to alone win the race, JUST FOR ME...
A lesson that most of the races in life are ought to be run alone ...
Sanna Tirkey
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   Pamela Rae
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