Wednesday, November 27, 2013

Absence Comments

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Oh how I wish you were here, we could have been happy.
The train will lead to nothingness, the doors of truth runs on the broken tracks.
There will be a light on the floor where lay our remains, shining shattered shame.
You will move further, farther will be my catch. What about the mountains when the molehills are no more?
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Prakhar Sharma
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