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Saturday, May 3, 2008
11:20 PM
On and On
Circles round and chasing air,
Repeating on and on everywhere.
Again and again it should have passed,
But still it comes back to haunt.
Thinking and feeling the end,
But never actually in reality.
Many a times to be saved in joy,
But again to come back and start.
The way it goes the way it moves,
Ever so in fullness revive itself.
To hence and hence from then,
But never to end from end.
Which has to happen and change,
To select would to never let happen.
In agony or in sorrow to feel like so,
But to see your face may it all be worth.
