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journey to the past
The tick-tock of the clock
doesn't let me sleep all night,
It takes me to the sorrowful
moments of my past
and left me crying out apart.
I always wonder why I lose myself
to win others,
To whom the absence of mine
doesn't bother.
© Preet vyas
doesn't let me sleep all night,
It takes me to the sorrowful
moments of my past
and left me crying out apart.
I always wonder why I lose myself
to win others,
To whom the absence of mine
doesn't bother.
© Preet vyas
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