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When I left her house, I thought. . .
. . .she would persuade me.
Her memories would come flowing with the breeze.
And then I thought she would make me sit close to her.
I was taking my steps in such a way that. . .
. . .I thought she would call me back.
But neither she stopped me. . .
. . . nor try to convince me.
Neither she caught my hand . . .
. . . nor made me sit.
Neither called me. . .
. . . nor stopped me.
I kept walking and walking . . .
. . .till we were seperated .
. . .till we were seperated . �