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Mar 2018
Back when dead men used to breathe
& world wasn't driven the edge of a knife
With a wink & a big laugh on their face
Some kids were born to live **** life

As we grew up a little
We grew up little shy
Little lazy, little crazy
Wondered looking at sky

From the first time we cried
To the last time we laughed
From wet smell of clay
To sand castles at bay
From playing in mud
To get beaten from parents
But as we were the studs
That madness was permanent

Those little drops in slow pace
When sky poured rain on our face
With a big smile, looking up high at clouds
That li'l kid spreaded it's arms to embrace

To the *** in dreamsight
To the thirst at midnight
To those small small things
for which we siblings used to fight
To those school fights we fought
To the mind full of thoughts
We used to find happiness
In whatever we got

All these moments that we cherish
has become memories lightly perished
Our childhood has become a lie
In the era of suits & tie
The signals have crossed our mind in the world of technology & science
And we have forgotten the vibes of back when we used to be alive
You wake up at midnight, Sit still, not having a peace of mind
You search around for love in the brightness of deamlight
You smile at your old pictures & wonder
How you used to live whole, remember?
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