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You have to be there
And the story unfolds itself.
An unrequited love, an unsung song.
The words left unsaid,the prayers that go along.
The mind that impedes, the heart that wants.
Small steps are taken but the miles that daunt.
Your tryst with destiny
which you never could keep.
The dreams that remain unfulfilled,
come haunt you in your sleep.
You have to be there to know.
For each unsung song, there is a new melody.
Each heart filled with love ,
will beat till eternity.
The mind may hinder,
but it also lets you keep,
the thoughts deep down to recount in your sleep.
So take each step as if you covered a mile.
Life does not tarry with yesterday
It just moves along