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Leaving

Left today a part of me
Which though nobody can see...

Its like leaving my soul’s imprint
On this world sand plinth

No sign of blood litter
But that moment was very bitter.
I separated myself

But still find,
On same old shelf.

Many a times I question,
If It is was right decision
But I am blocked by constraints

I guess there are some paints,
Not meant to be in my rainbow,

So I am just going by the flow.
Let it be just a turn
And not the end of road

I guess many lanes furrows
It’s a start that burrows

A new horizon
Amalgamating a new sun
Washing anew the earth.

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