Back
in the new village
Years
ago I could recall
The
girl on the bicycle
Cycling
passed the house
Every
morning to school
I
tried to look out for her
She
would stare at me
Then
she cycled passed
One
day she stopped by
Borrowing
magazines to read
This
was how we got to know
The
years of the teenaged times
When
school life was over
She
got away I didn't go anywhere
In
time I too drifted away
Out
of the new village to the city
The
years down the road
We
don't see each other any more
The
time of school years
It
is etched in memories
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