Hard to believe
The nerves so likely relieve
With loads of questions flooding the mind
And the tendency revolving to mark the miles
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The emotion you play with words gets a concrete form.Always! That's your poem.
the miles that you walk and the smile upon your face, no one can ever replace.
u're always perfect in your ways.............as from the lines: I woke up Arrogant as ever before I smilled once more And I took a step By that, I lived my dream