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I Will Be In A Vine

Nov 1, 2022
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By Atish Chattopadhyay


I will come to you in time

With all my creation and frustration

With all my love and affection

If you just stare on me as prime


If you show me the path ultimate

When I am finished and broken

You give me everything for token

I want to enjoy my tireless efforts to get





I will be finished in front of you

If you extend your hands to hold me

I will not be in mine


I will be endless in your view

If you just continue to read me and see

I will be in a vine


By Atish Chattopadhyay




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