Thinking of the past,
tears come out from my eyes
but sometime laughter's of happiness
Only one question surrounding me,
where am i suppose to be?
At the top of the hill or
at the bottom of the wheel.
Time waits for no one
But i waited for someone
Was it LUCK or something else?
Was it real or fantasy?
It was a question having no answer
because somethings are already planned
and are not in our hand...
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