I
never abjure the endless ways,
never
deny the endless wait and solitude
fate
will adjudge the byway I will hike
and
the way may be merciless to me.
I conceive
there are two ways
and
I will have to chose any one of them
Both
the ways are distinct and have different destination
One
will take me solitary and another with my companion.
I
oath will hike alone if you don’t come
and
will never behold and never complain
will
say cheerio to festivity eternally.
Will
be silent to all the devils of my way.
I
oath will walk away along with the winter and the drizzling snow
I
will spent my entire breathe with the lone bench but never hold the hands of
devil
I
will deny to even the noblest man’s verdict.
Without
caring about my destiny.
My
dear, hope you will not be late
I
hope I will not walk away so far
I
hope you will hold my hands
I hope we will meet and the wait will end.
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