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Jan 2015
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One day
i found my friend
when I was in seventh grade
we were wandering
where there
we would imagine
the beautiful
and dreamed with
too many colorful dreams

Then the day had come
and the day had gone
we could not do
what we wanted
to do in dream actually
even we look at the past
yet to hold new dreams
and this moves maybe
the definition of life-
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@Musfiq us shaleheen
definition of life/
Musfiq us shaleheen
Written by
Musfiq us shaleheen  47/M/Dhaka, Bangladesh
(47/M/Dhaka, Bangladesh)   
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