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Tangled in the grief of past,
Swaying with every step of hope
I had to embark my journey of pain.
It was my time to detach,
detach and sail…
I boxed my dreams with tears and smile
plastered with hope in the Lord of Universe.
Strings of attachment pulled me back
Sob! I was weakened.
Hard was my detachment,
Far was my dream.
Detachment was compulsion
to enter the garden of peace.
I sailed a great distance,
this time never to return.
Captured in the mist of sorrow
forever I’ll walk
curtained under the layer of smile…


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