Time, the great healer, there you stand!
Like the warrior who lost the battle-
Unable to mend the broken soul
Oh! The pieces are crushed all way
With nothing left but imperfections
But I was meant to live with the odds
Though you took your precious time to seize
What a waste it has been, I knew it all the way!
The day, I would be alone and Searching my own soul in my own !.
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