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May 2014
The first time I missed a bus
I ran down the street
Behind the bus that was fading away
Gradually
I cried shamelessly
While still chasing the bus down

I still miss buses
I still run down the street
I don't cry anymore about it though
Guess I have grown up
Rohit Rohan
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Rohit Rohan  Delhi
(Delhi)   
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