Wanderer

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I was in the middle

Of two roads

Like always

I went left.

Memories left incomplete

Of Joy

Sorrow

Happiness

Heartbreaks..

All of them were visual under one tree

The tree that held all of us together

Friends

Families

And unknown enemies.

I suddenly realized

That I had an umbrella

The one that was gifted to me

By the memories left incomplete


I seldom noticed myself

All this time I felt like

The budding flower getting to know its sepals

I realized

That it was time

I do

Something good.


I looked back at the road

That leads to the Left

I looked at my umbrella

That was given to me by the Left

I left it there

And I went Right

To do something good

Do something new

Because this is an opportunity

That life has given me

And I have decided

To live for it.
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