I remember the cool breeze there,

where I live, my heart still resides there,

I feel, but it's painful my mother cries,

the memories with the time fly,

why time, you can't stop,

stop just for a sec,

let us look to our past,

beautiful, ugly, wealthy or dark,

it's always more beautiful than the last,

I feel the wind moving my heart, shattered

with the pane clattered,

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While sitting on a couch,

My mind came with a fable

On the clock placed above the table.

White, shiny, silver and style

Depicting every journey of mile.

Side by me was my mom

Sleeping soundly like a baby born.

Then I took a deep dive in pond

Of thoughts, confusion, worries and all.

Baby assumed was a baby ago a while

And certainly would be same for me after ...

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