Memories flash, before my eye
As I look back, at times gone by
The trees once green, now stand charred
The paths worn down, remain untread
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Unblemished actually. Matter of perspective. And time does strange things with the past. Move on and live in the present. even if. Cheers. Subroto
but the love of a reader remain untainted........ well written 10 votes..........
fine neat n clean composition! inside story thought provoking! 10+