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Remembrance Travels With Me
If a lie runs unexampled
As a result,
The fall occurs,
In each minute
A bitter feeling
In bitter journey
Such rotation runs,
For the months to years
What are words than
Just an expression
Only wealth runs
In the world
One gets back, penalty
As a fate
Whenever one
Moves and plays a trick
I am not sad,
Without you; in your absence
Since remembrance of you
Travels with me
One, who understands
And knows its life,
Lives within its limits
And ways
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