The other morning..
A packet so full,
Yet no names..
My heart skipped,
A beat I'm telling you..
A voice inside,
Said it was you..
I've finished a meal,
Left unfinished..
I've used a glass,
Half used by you..
I keep praying,
For your one word..
One blessing..
You are a part of me,
Then why..
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