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LiFe NEXT DOOR


There is a life waiting
 Next door…
A life where today's live class room drama,
Will transform into tomorrow’s mind’s eye…
A life where today's regular faces, 
will become tomorrow’s rare ones…
And there is this life,
bidding good bye 
at My door…
A life where I painted my
canvas with different colors…
A life which will be leaving me,
with several talking moments,
to cherish with forever…
A life where numerous
 words are going to be left unsaid...
And lots of feelings bound…
A life which began with,
a few dreams...
A life which will be concluding,
with a few realities…
There is a life waiting
Next door…
And there is this life
Bidding good bye
at My door

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