Love is in progress;
Life is in roads taken or untaken;
Moments are from rocks and pebbles under the fragile feet of a passerby.
I left my backpack home;
I dropped my color pens on the way up the tree.
When I reached the topmost branch,
Sun was setting;
So I also set my goal to watch it come up again.
But in between was all I needed;
‘The stars are much more astounding’
The realization dawned on me sooner than the sun.
It’s yet another star in this huge obliterating gap
And all I cared was my mark for the math class.
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