Two shadows
Were my home
That was my comfort zone
One before me
One behind me
Two walls
Big and tall
I was following those steps
In between the path
I lost one
Where it gone now
Two shadows
One was before me
Another was of my own
How wil...
Their hands were not mixed when they left Why did they go, even not told that? It looks like they are just coming to return They even not shattered the lamp Maybe they should be meet but bet is to search they did not erased their foot steps Every time they left me in anxiety When will they return? they never told they did not left me of any mean And they did not even get me mixed in the dust when they left
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