Don’t you see what I see?
Isn’t it so crystal clear?
Starry gazes, aren’t they giveaways?
To untamed flutterings I fear.
Racing heartbeats, don’t you hear them?
Am I the only one?
Catching breaths when our eyes meet
Tell me how you still stun…
In your tea-stained baggy T-shirt
Only thing I see is you
Not the fractions due behind you — just you.
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Sneha Pradhan
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That was lovely. I enjoyed your take on the challenge.
This was really good it grabs your attention from the first line
Delightfully impressive!!! Very well done and loving it!!!
Clever. Creative and completely entertaining. Great Job