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Jun 9
Thank you to the eyes for showing the sun rise,
But sorry for ending of with late night cries.

Thank you to the brain were all my memories lies,
But sorry for being so pressurized.

Thank you to the skin for making my organs safer,
But sorry for ending up using like paper.

Thank you to the heart for showing right track,
But sorry for ending up with many crack.

Thank you to the years for letting me hear,
The beautiful music of nature so clear.
But sorry for making them endure,
Criticism that was too severe.

Thank you to my soul, so kind and so true,
Born with love, with a heart that grew,
But sorry for letting others take,
More than I ever even known.

These are not just words of mine,
But a feeling of every depressed soul left behind.
Priti Priyadarshini
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Priti Priyadarshini  13/F/Cuttack, Odisha, India
(13/F/Cuttack, Odisha, India)   
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   Jīn Sīyǎ
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