Will a new me be born ?
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I was chasing him
He was running away from me
I chased him more
He was an illusion
Now he is real
He is gone
I loved him and troubled him many times
He's never looked back
Neither the illusion nor the real
Will a new me be born
I was chasing him
He was running away from me
I chased him more
He will come back again one day in some way
From a distance he will say
I wont meet you
till you are born again
And I will have no choice
I will be born again
And this time I will not trouble him
I am still aching to reach him
With every moment gone
The ache is harder to bear
Not the wait as much as the fear
Will a new me be born?
