The long nights,
The depth in my heart
The thoughts
The memories
A make believe world
All are my allies now.
Letting go of the past is a tragedy
When present seems so abashing
Even though it's the perfection i dreamed of...
A dream which now seems so distant.
A change which is inevitable
A mystery which deludes me.
Holding me back
Are the moments forgotten long back
Or the current which is expeditious...
It’s an enigma of my life, which is simply immaculate.
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