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May 2015
It's just another night when it seems to be raining
The gentle air is whispering
Thoughts are recklessly wondering to my mind,
Wanted to be touched by your sweet little desires.
The choices we made, reflects it to be impossible
But my my mind will never understand the word, "inevitable"
The chaotic feelings are running widely
The forgotten memories appears to be as ever-lasting
Suddenly I realize
The joy around me will never be blessed,
Without the blissful presence of you, nonetheless!


31 march, 2015
Shams Tamim
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Shams Tamim  Dhaka, Bangladesh
(Dhaka, Bangladesh)   
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