Remembering what I just said to her
I feel like a broken glass
Suddenly i wish to become a kid
I want to make the mistakes
Which should be forgiven
Burns some green plants
Eat some dirt
Walk around naked
Throw sand in potable water
Steal the butter
Ride my tricycle
Remember the stitches
Kick the glass of milk
Throw the burnt corner of chapatis
To see
Mother face alternate in anger and joy
Above all
I wish to drift in air like a feather
Destined for your feet
Seeking forgiveness for a sentence
How you have felt?
At the time when I said it
I wonder
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