I cannot even
remember the days
I lived
as someone else.

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The past reflections are so full of sins
For forgiving you and being cruel to me.

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They say things break when fall, no not the flowers at dusk.

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It's a lot to keep in and even more to express.

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It is hard to listen to songs that sing the truth to you.

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I walked down a cavernous lane
It was cold and misty
The sun had long set and
I had a lonely path to take.

The air was corrupted
Filled with the breath of darkness
Silence reverberated around concealed corners
Teared by faded rhythm of my pulse.

Something awakened the night
From its deepest slumber
My eyes mirrored the light at the bend
That gently started to glow.

I dived into this mysterious passage
Because it was mine to take
For I am a tributary of light
Flowing to steer away the darkness.

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Life is a myriad of moments which shapes and is shaped by the one who lives it.

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Mother

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We are walking pieces of ocean flowing to meet the familiar and unfamiliar waves time and again.

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My dear butterfly,
You landed on my heart that sunny day
As you stroked your dainty wings on my arms
Left a sprinkle of golden stardust
And a longing for feeling your delicacy.
As you flew away I hoped
To tell you I am mesmerised
With the memory of that briefest moment.
I shall adore the newly raised wings
You awakened in me as an imprint of your memory
And inspired me to touch everybody's lives
To not just make a good impression
But to make a good impact on them.
Since the fleeting moment our paths touched
I have been hoping to meet you again
So I could touch you to let you know
My gratitude for the one I have become
I will look forward to your path home
Forever and always
Until then, my dear butterfly, fly away.

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