he said, forgetting I was borrowing him
from all those who have loved him
And what is borrowed has to be returned
with interest
that sometimes
becomes
compound.
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good one prathibha. Yeah, she returns with interest and an addition to him, in the same way he returns to them from whom she borrowed him.....ha, ha, rt., ?