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The World as I see it



In these threads of silk are wound Emotions deep; promises profound Immortal love – selfless and blind Hope and belief, so hard to find

Drenched in memories, these threads do say The tales of celebrations; joy and dismay Those relentless quarrels, the unending talks The mischievous pranks and never-ending walks The smile that hides thousands of words The same old jokes and the games absurd

These strings do fight a battle with time To preserve these memories in form of a rhyme Patiently they wait, as they wait for long Carrying priceless memories and a belief strong Years do pass, but the hope does persist That one day they would adorn a brother's wrist.