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Oct 2013
To Mia,
Whose frail splendour
Gives me a reason to live,
To cease my endless journey
Of anguish and disquiet.
Won’t you look me in the eyes
And tell me why
You see me
The way you do?
Our days are joyous, painful
But you live in me,
As I do in you.
Written by
Kavita  21/Somewhere, Anywhere.
(21/Somewhere, Anywhere.)   
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