Mind swings as a flirting cloud
Moves over many peaks and valleys
That stretches to a never ending lane
Over the idiom of war and peace
This way is not abstract anyway
A long walk that conquest all time
Along the lane saw the footsteps faded
That way was not strange to the loner
There the lamp of hope was burning
To welcome the guest of all time
There filled the charisma of universal part
Never faded or formed any time
It was not part of a lonely shore
But a dramatic plot of all time
Moved on a track that was not vacant
On a lane walked by several in the past;
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