Whenever I walk by the meadows, surprisingly I find my moving shadows!
And memories come on flaunting, as if they're movie
Flashback scenes that keeps on roving.
The harping on of people that you know
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Who keep on regretting, on each tiny mistakes
that you transgress once.
The pleasant walk turns into a walk on eggshells
Furrowing the upheavals
Oh God!
I look in the horizon and its orange fragmentation
A sudden realization gushes into my mind
That life itself is a fissure of all those diluting allure!!
