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Leave no one behind
to and fro, the winding roads, noise and din,
laughing some, some in tears wave to their kin,
fresh faces, childhood dreams, away they go,
count them in, count them out, so we all know,
that somewhere between coldness of bus seats,
not lone in fear, is a little heart beat!
10 syllables each line
aabbccdd rhyme pattern
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Krish Radhakrishna
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