• Vol. 04
  • Chapter 11
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I hide, I peep

Swati Maheshwari

I hide
I peep
The cold and the heat
Unbearable though it might be
It's become a part of me.

Can you see the thorns?
Can you see where I crouch?
Do you know the pain I feel?
Or the thousand doubts

My blanket, may as well be bright
My feet remain exposed
The cover is never complete
Like most of everything in life
It's full of hunger and strife

To those behind me,
I would like you to know too
I hide
I peep
And so do you.

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