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Looking back over my shoulders,
I gather that I have come
Halfway across the river of mystery,
And staring at me from behind my back
Were the sullen faces of all my memories!

Some were etched in glass clouds
Some were in fumes
Some in books,
Some in spoken poetry
While some were etched upon faces
Which I could not recognise
But which stared at me
As sullenly as would dark and gloomy days!

I looked at them all
And felt a mixture of emotions going through me
I could not decide if I wanted to cry or to laugh
For these memories were all that I had gone through
While at the same time,
Life seemed to tell me
That I would soon be bidding this fake world adieu,
A feat that I had deemed to be situated very far in time
And which is now giving me jolts
For I can already sense its coming!

I turned my face
And chose to look straight ahead
To focus on the promise of my muse
Which shall come along with eternity
And an existence as I have never known it on Earth
Pray, life and its whims are all music for me
Like water dances in its flow
Similarly, I dance upon its tunes
Going wherever it wills me to
But remaining fixed on bearing upon my stance
As having lived to be known as the lover of my muse!

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