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Three days and Realisation
No Obsession and to think that it was only
Tha Rain no something else
A growing fondness for things never thought before
An attachment towards listening to unfamiliarly familiar
Words
The last three days without Music of a Diffrent kind
Softly reminded that the Past is just a fleeting glimpse
The other staring at you to have Ignored
How could this Sudden realisation come about
For many months and weeks and fortnights got
Used to the language the singers their progeny
And then the Box refusd to divulge open cackle
Reminded that the Umblical Chord was cut long ago
And that every thing stands Forgotten the Memories
They laugh at me and provoke
How come this sudden reaisation of the Past
Ah! Yes got carried away by the lyrics the melody
It is a different land different set of Circumstances
Strange rules to follow
Refrain from Recollections
Avoid sentiments
Erase it
Its over
So dont discover
Time to get Prepared
Fot the Ride
Going to be Rough Friend
Will there be Pakl Bearers
Nah! Got to get buuried become one with
Good earth
Came one Morn
Going soon
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