Do You Think Past Repeats Now
Today you stand up
Tomarrow you see..
You bend a little you see yesterday
I am on a bridge on thorns besides me.
One waiting for me to come with it and one taking me to my gone days.
I will take my journey both the ways ..but when i see my past.. i see the racing me.
When i see my further way. I see the changed me.
Racing cannot last until you reach the success line. But once you touched it, it means you have reached you desired destination. now I choose one journey my future, where I can reach my destination but not my past where I see tears of race
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