I hold in my hands this evening
A sense of wonder
Much gratitude
Many desires
An appeal
Some hope
A complaint or two
Confessions and secrets
Questions aplenty
And ask that you receive
I hold in my hands this evening
A sense of wonder
Much gratitude
Many desires
An appeal
Some hope
A complaint or two
Confessions and secrets
Questions aplenty
And ask that you receive
random rants ruminations ramblings 
Kunal,I will pray for you to-morrow.May He grant all your wishes. God Bless.
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Ditto! Thanks!
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For me, the quantity of each item varies on daily basis.
Good one this is, Kunal.
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😊🙏🏽
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This prayers resonates with me. Best wishes Kunal. Have a wonderful spiritual time!
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Thanks, Radhika! It’s blissful! 🙏🏽
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Hey, sent you some pics on mail. Pl check them out whenever. And if you’d like, send me your cell no on the mail, I could WA you some more tomorrow 😊
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Will check them out. Thanks!
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Brilliant!
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Thanks!!!
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Reblogged this on aholdingplace and commented:
I wanted to share this honest and beautiful poem by Kunal Thakore.
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So appreciate this, Joan! God bless you!
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I love the beauty and honesty of this poem. I reblogged it on aholdingplace.
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Grateful for your gesture! Appreciate it!
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A prayer of vulnerability and acceptance, wonderful.
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Thank you, I’m glad you liked it!
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