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I: To my not-so-numerous friends

By being partners in my excesses in words and worse;
By indulging, unwaveringly, my vanity and verse;
You own a part of my poetry,
As indeed, you own a part of me.
Without you, my verse would be orphaned;
Not to say, my vanity.

II: To my numerous muses

As I spend sleepless nights,
Trying to reinvent language;
Twisting words together,
Torturing them till
They yield new meaning;
All I seek is your love.

You are the source and subject of my poetry;
The ‘adi’ and ‘ant’ of my being.
The stream of my thought
Starts and ends with you.
Yours is the womb from which my verse is born;
To you, I dedicate it.

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