Something is hidden inside me

Something that would make me free

Living in the struggle of dreams and reality

Somehow you looked deep within

Like I am a long lost friend

With drishti in your eyes

What is in me I can't see

What I really can be

I have to convince only me

You see my third eye

Like a grandmother at a visiting child

With drishti in your eyes

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