Waking kilometers
Was so easy
Walking alone
No more busy
Without a cellphone
Beyond going crazy
It was a summer
Going hazy
No rainfall
Not any call
It was my soul
Wandering alone
Without fear
Walking everywhere
Watching all
Leaving soul
Dried tears
After years
All was like before
Over the sea
Over the shore
It was my soul
Wandering alone....
Written by...
AAKANKSHA MISHRA
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