Thursday, November 17, 2011

Road that keeps coming back

We walked the same roads
We climbed the same rock
And we glanced at the same sea and the sun

It must have been in a dream
For people meet only in dreams
And they get separated in reality

I wonder, If I am going round and round
The same circle, For that road keeps coming back
Curious to know what lies beyond the limits
I embarked on that path I eluded for so long

Still I hoped that my choice wouldn’t change anything
In a minute I felt something had changed
Tell me that I am not alone,
That you feel the same too.

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