In fact I know
In fact I know all these are
Transitory fleeting destructible.
I am not here for you I was never
You were not for me hereafter cease to be.
And you said you love me
I said I love you
If you are heat I am cold
If you are in pleasure I am in pain.
In fact we love each other
You are east I am west
Our friendship is the best.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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