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Missing?

I have been drinking every drop of it
Bitter, sweet life makes me yearn for more
I am enjoying every sip of it
But something is missing
Is it you?

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  1. First time here.. Nice collection of poems !

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  2. Thanks for liking my pieces Prashant... Hope u will visit this page again...

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  3. Hey dear....its been long I know nice one! I can sense the pain in your words!

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  4. stumbled across this blog

    nice lines

    :)

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  5. :) thanku all for liking it... n welcome back Venu sir

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