These written pieces are a part of my life; into paper.

Don’t look for love, be it. 

Transform into the best human version of it. 

Become a little ball of love. 

That radiates its vibe to the long lost corners of the universe. 

Become hope for the hearts that have long forgotten what love is. 

This poem is about: 
Me

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