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Mar 2017
How can we be at the same junction, dear?
When you have a craving soul, mine is in real contentment!
You immerse in the darkness, swim in the depth of the haziness.
And I am here, letting the mellow ray enter through my shattered window;
Finding the bird from paradise!
How can we meet at the same junction, dear?
When your life episodes are anomalous, mines are called a princess diary!
How can we meet at the same junction my beloved?
Hell or heaven, they're going to engulf any one of us.
Wish I could soak your toxic breath,
remove all your callous treads.
I know nothing is going to happen, apart from tear drops on my salted cheeks.
My dear greatest Sigh, maybe we'll meet at the common road, where waving hands will born;
Will be waiting to say Good-bye!
Sadia Tuba
Written by
Sadia Tuba  Bangladesh
(Bangladesh)   
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   Keith Wilson
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