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Running and walking and crawling at times

Running and walking and crawling at times,
I was secretly searching for a lost part of mine.

These mountains and rivers have all cut my way,
How could I fight almighty? I had not much to say.

I had slow down for moments, For moments I cried
Though never I gave up, with nature as guide.

Wandering and drifting I have reached there at last,
My heart is but pounding and beating so fast.

I am feeling so different I am feeling so great,
For whom I so waited I have met her by fate.

There's not much I want now except for her smile,
To grow with her older and live life worth while.

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