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The Road To My Past

There is in my mind a lane
A place I blocked with a pane
Alas all the Keys & locks
with all the mental blocks

I sneaked back to take a peep
I ended up taking a sip
My memory, a place I live.
Now moved afar by vagaries of life

Today, a sip became a bath....

Copyright © | Year Posted 2019




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