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I am growing up, but I have not forgotten you.
I am walking, because I am getting tired of walking because
I am getting burnt because of the burning, I am melting
because of the lightweight, I am slackening of the heart,
because of the time, I can get along with sloping.
Wanted that I should stop for a moment in the background,
but countless voices call on me,
unheard me by the arms,
the manhood of great deceit will keep me from showing selfishness.
That's why today by crossing the threshold of the era,
I am adopting a new path, but I
have not forgotten you.
About the Creator
Priyabrataa Ganguly
Professional writer, foodie, love poems


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