The end of a journey
Could be here
Still I fear
When you are near
I rather not reach
For I will not leave
When you have returned
Because I fear
The inside of me
My wishes be
True, I could keep
Unfinished, till the very end
What I set out, to do
All will follow
And you would too
Remember, where I had gone
But I fear
If you will hear
To meet and cheer
When you are near
A cluttered life is
Not what I cherish
But still, I fear
The emptiness of mind
If you are near.
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