Layers Of Life

Layers Of Life elegy

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The walks of life has layers of past
Some of my own and some unknown
Few conquered truths amassed
Many a battles lost and thrown.

Scars of wreckage and circle of life
Oh, those angel with heavy wings,
still flies to an undeciphered strife
and blends my canvas in hued things.

Time looks forward as I turn back
Fate has not done with changes yet
Journey of life is a layered track
I’ll touch the finish line with no regret.

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