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You may hate me like anything.
The shower of acid may
scorch my pumping part.
Me too, took another route,
of the deepest wood.
Yet, none of us can
leave each other.
At first you laughed
then I.
You loved
then I.
You hated,
then I.
I'm with you,
you felt.
Then I!
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This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The world is the way your eyes look it. Jaki rahi bhawana jaisi prabhu murat dekhi tin taisi. The way of one's treating shall raise the feeling in the other the similar.