When I withdrew my self from the crowd
Turmoil of a stranger shade raised its head
Silence, like a shadow stay always a step away
So is its mature sibling......Tranquility
Long ago we parted
Now I long more than ever...
To be back with my first companion.........
I am reflectively traveling backward
Critically moving ways forward
Gets tired at times, but never sleeps
Hopeful, often crawl, occasionally leaps.
mashoodkk
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