Hundred Miles

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A hundred miles from home
To a strange land alone
As i walk the city streets
In start of a new life.
My breast held my apprehension,
Gazing intently at new faces.
Filled with gloomy smiles,
Sweet rhythm of pain all i envision.
In their hearts like requiem so it sounds,
But happy many seems be
Others,their hearts weary
Thinking of the lion in front
As more day varnishes into night.
This observations sickens my mind.

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