In the conundrum of broken dreams,
There is one of her, smiling and caring.
Hoping for the same affection from me,
But failing to see my frozen heart.
Blinded by Ego and Work I have lived,
Moulding a disciplined, ascetic life.
I lost her to the world and flowing time,
A fading memory in my clouded mind...
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