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Jun 2016
The answer is -

The universe,
Its origins unknown, and so the end
In its ever expanding conscious
With all its suns, and seas, and sand,
More than that.

My fear,
Dark and deep, unending abyss
Layers upon layers of broken trusts
Loves gone amiss,
More than that.

Your anger,
Red, then scarlet, then crimson
Blood pooling around my open wound
A battle against fission,
More than that.

But,
Apparently not enough.
Explanation: He once asked me "How much do you love me?".
Sakshi Babar
Written by
Sakshi Babar  Hyderabad
(Hyderabad)   
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     Amrita Brahmo and Arihant Verma
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