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/ One day, With the absence of my mind Ran to the river What might cause for getting the creeps I called out to her tune, Would draw the magnitude Which  made, A stream of love Reserved my chest with a colorful sailboat I was moving Along the unknown way with playing flute Then came one of the exotic path The distant villages, Then along the earthy way The meantime When I became tired, Have to rest In the shade of green Dropped the melody of birds Plucked the flowers, Hoped the song with flute Then suddenly I came to your home yard You heard my mystic songs And to be loved, Beloved--   Was filled with songs of bird Sky, Air, Meadows That earthy way Stars stood up   Filled the night sky The river grew with Silver Moon Yet Fill with the moonlight Follow the river down To My old boat along the moonlit / @Musfiq us shaleheen
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Jan 21, 2015
Jan 21, 2015 at 6:47 PM UTC
old boat along moonlit
/ One day, With the absence of my mind Ran to the river What might cause for getting the creeps I called out to her tune, Would draw the magnitude Which  made, A stream of love Reserved my chest with a colorful sailboat I was moving Along the unknown way with playing flute Then came one of the exotic path The distant villages, Then along the earthy way The meantime When I became tired, Have to rest In the shade of green Dropped the melody of birds Plucked the flowers, Hoped the song with flute Then suddenly I came to your home yard You heard my mystic songs And to be loved, Beloved--   Was filled with songs of bird Sky, Air, Meadows That earthy way Stars stood up   Filled the night sky The river grew with Silver Moon Yet Fill with the moonlight Follow the river down To My old boat along the moonlit / @Musfiq us shaleheen
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Jan 21, 2015
Jan 21, 2015 at 6:47 PM UTC
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