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Apr 2016
I will be heading for the inestimable and endless
Hiding misery in my sleeves,
As my soul is about to be saturated with bleakness
Leaving behind countless fallen leaves,
The rainbow will be haunted with brutal belligerence
And the sun would lose its glow in the shadow of mistaken belief,
I would stand out from the crowd with no fear in my heart
As I have nothing to lose other than eternal sorrow- undying grief!
Murad Husain
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Murad Husain  Dhaka
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