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A known stranger
The journey has come to an end,
Weaving through meandering paths,
Sometimes alone, often with a friend,

The destiny ovethinks, or just pretend,
walking off the milestone of wraths,
or shall escape the sinful bend,

The fall of leaves might offend,
pointing the arrow to the darts,
darts of love whosoever descend,

Not all is beautiful with a scenic end,
with hands leaving not in parts,
''a known stranger'' to append...

@abhiarora