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Feb 15
Will you catch my breath,
Hold my hands when I falter,
Be my valentine?

My eyes have run dry,
Shedding tears for another,
Even when I knowβ€”
It’s only you.

You are the first,
The one I need the most,
The whisper in the wind,
The light behind closed eyes,
The home within my heart.
My dear you.
Pratibha
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Pratibha  20/F/India
(20/F/India)   
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