Some day, I will write about you, but you will not know.
For you, the day will come, and the day will go.
Some day, I will write about us, and the day will pass.
Time won’t stop if it is for you or if it is for us.
Some day, I will write about you, but you will not know.
For you, the day will come, and the day will go.
Some day, I will write about us, and the day will pass.
Time won’t stop if it is for you or if it is for us.
Debdutta Paul 
This touches a chord. Beautiful! Is this a part of a longer poem?
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Nope. But I prefer not to tell the story behind it!
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True.
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