Time

Anny

Time flies- they say

But I choose to stay

I choose to stay where we last met that summer

Under spread crown of trees

Where no one can see us…

I know time might be cruel,

Might make you forget my name ,

But remember:

Even if you go,

For you, I’ll stay

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