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The small roads
Is constricted
I can't reach at your home at all
Can't accelerate my desire newly
Walking out of mind
In another way,
Lost Address
After passing such a long days
Can't remember anything
All those demands of time
How else is a way to get lost in transit
Forget the way back home
But what is there left to be
Without the knowledge of my mind
Day by day Sounds seem like a fairy tale
Get lost on the road to losing forever
You do not come anymore
Can't call in my old name
However, yet I smell your hair gets wet
See the flowers to be born again
Anywhere in Another spring
Again I dream with this nature
All I know is wrong
But what happened at the time, causes
Love lives between forehead wrinkle lines
Exists as a single grain of winter dew on the grass
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@ Musfiq us shaleheen