It’s a piece from me to you!
With utter happiness and a smile which is true.
I broke down several times, and you were around.
For putting me up right at the sky, from the ground.
It’s you who always listen, it’s you who always care.
When I tear apart myself, it’s you who love me bare.
There is enough of what I have received, there is enough of what you have done, and life is now bearable enough, to be with you as the one.
– Khyati Mishra
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