Walk walk walk
dry earth patches
some frown
some smile
Green leaves are no more
but sweet memories
the path long walked
the only fresh sight
Talk talk talk
silence is the loudest
birds, rivers and fires
rushing in silence
Only a mind left
to stare at the self
there is no sunshine
there is no teary rain
Walk walk walk
backward, forward.
its a silent song
sung or not
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