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tumhare bina
when you are with me
The weather seems to be special
not being yours
destroys everything,

nothing is good without you
even this whole world is not real

of my rocking boat
you are the rudder
of my flying kite
You are the thread

How do these moments pass without you
As if blood comes out in tears.
© सौरभ" शिवम"