3.1 Seen you often, in embrace of my bitter rival
Tell me, did I ever create any
fuss, this way
3.2 Habitually
I remain, dejected, down and lonely
I never expected your caring buss, this way
3.3 I
am aware, so much of me, you don’t like
I am amazed, you can tolerate
such a cuss[1],
this way
3.4 Experienced
many therapies, remedies and cures
Never knew, your kiss could
elate a wuss[2],
this way
3.5 It
seems, remembering you, is my only cure
My physician keeps approving
my status, this way
3.6 You
didn’t leave me, though we kept fighting
At last, I could identify
your plus, this way
3.7 You
can come unannounced, whenever you like
You will never find ‘Mitwa’
nonplus, this way
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