If you ever feel torn,
Come back to me.
If you ever need to mourn,
Come cry to me.
In sicknesses, in healths,
In one course meals, in all the world's wealths.
For betters, for worses,
For northern lights, for festive verses,
If you ever need to live,
Come sing to me.
If you ever need to love,
Come home to me.
-Abhishikta
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