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This is where the earth
There were piles of refuse time
Over millions of years
Wants to stand up
Walk the walk where the stand
Hundreds of thousands of
Light-years away
My friend, the North Star
Of his many friends
Lost in the pit of time
Mother's hair grew gray
All sides of the wall
Of the house has broken
Rust is over the grills of window
Said goodbye to dreams
White childhood,
Blue adolescence,
The red color of youth,
Instead of
Bruises under the eyes
Sending love to the jail
My friend is now hanging
within four frames of the wall
This is where the earth
Everything turns to be
A graveyard
Gray ash color valley
On that
History's foot print
will be exist
Nobody did not come back
The sun may never
rise again
Love is beneath
the silent dark of trash
All the truths will be turned
into devour
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@Musfiq us shaleheen
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