One step forward and I'm out,
To the yesterday that I was.
One step forward and the past shall be buried,
Lockdown to the depths of my unconsciousness.
But why can't I take it?
That step seems to be so hard.
My foot is numb.
it's chained with the iron of undone miseries.
The night is long. But the step has to be taken.
With courage I raise my foot high to take that huge step.
Now, I start walking.
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UNDONE: A Memoir of Life
Non-FictionThis is not your typical stories. All the letters written in here are reflections of different events in life. It may be of love, of faith, of hope and of dreams. For all of you who are in quest. These are for you.
