Who are you? May be Angel,
Who fly above and guard me all the time.
Or may be flame-borne Devil,
Who tease my soul at deep black night.
May be you are the Wil-of-Wisp,
Which glances in the dark, showing path.
Or may be illusion, like in deserts of East,
Entice me away from the path?
I do not know the answer anymore,
Though we pretend that there is no sore
I lost you somewhere very long ago
And now my heart just like a tank for sorrow
Who R U?
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