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Aug 2017
The meadows that we meandered through,
Are now barren lands,
And the footprints of me and you,
Have faded away with time,

We end up wondering,
What was right or what went wrong,
All we can conjure up,
Are the ones we knew all along,

The fickle of a life,
And remnants of it,
A beautiful dream,
And harsh reality to meet,

We are a long way down,
With much more to traverse,  
We evolved and  grew,
Drifted along and flew,

Like a time-piece,
Encapsulating that flowing sand,
I'll embrace the memories,
That whisper in every beat.
Kumar Abhishek
Written by
Kumar Abhishek  India
(India)   
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   ---, Johnny Scarlotti and andydaly
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