You left me as Jobless Restless soul.
Earlier I thought it was making of me but it was breaking of me.
I am here. You are there. Still, I believe at some point of time you will care.
Don’t make me run endlessly atleast when boarding station is same.
Yes, I am insane but What If! I prove my brain.
So, please don’t force me to make it claim.
Come! Let’s meet up! Believe me we are still in the Game.
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