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Lost!

Lost I am often, when you aren’t with me

And think of the glance, you’d last thrown at me

I reminisce your smile, that always lights me up

One more sight, I need of it, every second, every minute

I also recall your confident walk, that puts me in so much awe

And then imagine clinging to you, to make love, passionate and raw!

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Written by Nitika Sawhney

I am an aspiring writer. I'm still discovering my strengths and learning the art of poetry and prose.

Professionally, I'm into Internal Communications and feel blessed to have a work life that is closely related to what I am passionate about, Writing :)

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