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Mar 2019
I was broken when we met  
And You became the reason
why I wanted to mend myself
—I really did
Your ways were rubbing off on me
I yearned alteration
A motive for my being  
—But it did not take long
For me to discern  
You were also broken
If not leveled then more than me
—But I am not going to cease
From this path You unleashed
I will break out of my brokenness
Not to show I am stronger than You
—But to aid You in becoming anew
So that even if someday we shall grow apart
You would remember me as someone
—who rubbed off a little something on your magnificent heart
And I would treasure you as my most beautiful fate
Because I was no longer broken after we met
Bishal Adhikari
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Bishal Adhikari  23/M
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