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Dec 2014
We were just an idea
An abstract concept
But still "we" was
A destination I
Was ready to visit.
As i hopped on from
one train to another
I missed a station.
I reached a point
From where there was
No return
I was stranded
Alone
On an island
I was Lost.
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