Wonder what i got, in the four decades of my life;
collecting different things each time, was I ever full?
first ,was spent in the arms of love, only two instead of four
the second was spent in the years of teen, just a cocoon
the third was highly spirited, most productive,highly rewarding,
so I thought, till i came to fourth and realised;
whatever gained in the past, aint for the future;
A burden to carry; I should unload, if I care;
Wonder what i got, life still left for, maybe minutes,hours,days
or years;
now i feel light and ready to fly;
Do I have the same person inside me?
the one that did all the mistakes,
I really miss me.
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