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Nov 2017
I never had enough ..
I borrowed pieces from the people
whom I met in this journey
and I became a whole thing..
I decorated those pieces with my art ..
Now, I owe you a part of me
and so, whenever you feel alone
or your life knocks you down,
or you feel that you are losing yourself,
Don't give up.
Come to me...
I'll fill your hollowness with the
most magnificent part of yourself ..
Your existence will continue in me
Let my art live within you..
It will keep you alive...
Together we'll become a wholething.
If this is not an  'Art of Living',
I don't know what else is...
Prajakta Mhadnak
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Prajakta Mhadnak  22/F/India
(22/F/India)   
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   --- and Rick the shoe shine boy
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