• aditya__depthofwords 6w

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    There I go for a bit of time
    To know for more,
    is everything fine?
    Bit I spend, more I create...
    Bitter get hurt, when it penetrate.
    The shelter I receive,
    Remove all pains,
    The hugs I get,
    energize the veins.
    Friends along with plans, collab with text.
    Something for now, better for next.
    Mother hold the window,
    To follow the footprints,
    Fill her eyes,
    With thousands of blinks.

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