I am love

If you cut me, every pore oozes love

Shred me, every piece reads love

Try and drown me and you will submerse in love

Try and chase me

Chase yourself in chaste love

I pour love, I exhale love

I release love

All that mixes comes out as love

I am the core

I am made of love

– Rupika Moitra

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