Rewrite the poem so that it fits the following pattern: Ababcdcd

What my body knows
is not a lie it’s not
a lie I tell you it is not
it’s nothing short of truth
and nothing larger
my past lodges
in my marrow and if
I wanted a transplant
There’d be no match
Others’ sorrows dwarf
my petty traumas still
these bones are mine
when they creak
when they moan
when they whine
there’s only one thing
I can claim these bones
are mine I tell you
they are mine and kind
to abandon no thing
that makes this pulse
no one but me.
system
kavita ko phir se likhen taaki yah nimnlikhit pattern ko feet kare: ABABCDCD

meraa sharir kya jaanata he
jhooth nahin he yah nahin he
ek jhooth main aapako bataata hum ki yah nahin he
yah sachai se kam nahin he
or kuch bhi bada nahin
mere ateet loges
mere majja main or agar
main ek pratyaropan chahta tha
koi match nahin hoga
dusron ke dukhon ko bouna
mere kshudra aghat abhi bhi
ye haddiyaan meri hai
jab ve crek
jab ve vilaap karte hai
jab ve win karte hai
keval ek hi baat he
main in haddiyon kaa daawa kar saktaa hum
kya main tumhen bataa rahaa hoon
ve mere or dayaalu hai
koi baat nahin chhodane ke liye
yah is pulse ko banaata he
koi nahin balki main.
user
meraa sharir kya jaanata he,
yah sachai he, na ki kalpana jo badhati he,
main kasam khaataa hoon ki yah jhooth nahin he,
bheetar gahari, yah inkaar nahin kar saktaa.

yah satya, vishaal or shuddh,
pichley goonj sahan,
mere majja ke bheetar,
ek viraasat main nahin chhipaaunga.

koi bhi pratyaropan pratisthapit nahin kar saktaa,
saar, tres,
agar maine ek match maanga,
yah ek khaali kaich hoga.

dusron ke dukh kar sakate hai,
 mere aghat, haalanki chote, upbhog karte hai,
ye haddiyaan, ve meri hai,
ke rup main ve crek, vilaap or whine

ek baat sach he,
ye haddiyaan, main daawa karata hum, yah nahin he,
ve mere hai, aap dekhenge,
meraa akelaa, or mere liye dayaalu.

main ek bhi baat nahin chhoduunga,
yah meri naadee gaata he,
is sharir ke liye, yah kor,
koi nahin balki mujhe pasand he.
assistant
<|system|>
</s>
<|user|>
kavita ko phir se likhen taaki yah nimnlikhit pattern ko feet kare: ABABCDCD

meraa sharir kya jaanata he
jhooth nahin he yah nahin he
ek jhooth main aapako bataata hum ki yah nahin he
yah sachai se kam nahin he
or kuch bhi bada nahin
mere ateet loges
mere majja main or agar
main ek pratyaropan chahta tha
koi match nahin hoga
dusron ke dukhon ko bouna
mere kshudra aghat abhi bhi
ye haddiyaan meri hai
jab ve crek
jab ve vilaap karte hai
jab ve win karte hai
keval ek hi baat he
main in haddiyon kaa daawa kar saktaa hum
kya main tumhen bataa rahaa hoon
ve mere or dayaalu hai
koi baat nahin chhodane ke liye
yah is pulse ko banaata he
koi nahin balki main.</s>
<|assistant|>
meraa sharir kya jaanata he,
yah sachai he, na ki kalpana jo badhati he,
main kasam khaataa hoon ki yah jhooth nahin he,
bheetar gahari, yah inkaar nahin kar saktaa.

yah satya, vishaal or shuddh,
pichley goonj sahan,
mere majja ke bheetar,
ek viraasat main nahin chhipaaunga.

koi bhi pratyaropan pratisthapit nahin kar saktaa,
saar, tres,
agar maine ek match maanga,
yah ek khaali kaich hoga.

dusron ke dukh kar sakate hai,
 mere aghat, haalanki chote, upbhog karte hai,
ye haddiyaan, ve meri hai,
ke rup main ve crek, vilaap or whine

ek baat sach he,
ye haddiyaan, main daawa karata hum, yah nahin he,
ve mere hai, aap dekhenge,
meraa akelaa, or mere liye dayaalu.

main ek bhi baat nahin chhoduunga,
yah meri naadee gaata he,
is sharir ke liye, yah kor,
koi nahin balki mujhe pasand he.</s>
