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The Walk

How long this walk is going to be,

I wonder while sipping coffee,

The one which we started,

One morning randomly,

Just because we felt like it,

Maybe because we never thought about it,

Probably because it was meant to be,

Life happening so fast,

In such a speed.

So, we walk until time goes on,

Or until one of us is gone,

We walk until the sunsets belong,

To the west coast singing a song,

We haven’t heard for a long while,

The one which never stops,

Until we smile.

It’s a long walk,

With million reasons to stop,

But only one thing that can keep us on,

Is the magic that follows on.

 
 
 

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