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Oct 2017
Oh, My Dear Motherland
You're beautiful, beloved
amazing and green
Your cold breeze, rain
Dew and the touch flower
Make me happy and glad!

The sky full of stars
And the moonbeams
Kiss me pretty and
Hold me likeΒ Β I'm a child.

Under the tree in the heat
At the shore of the river
My mind becomes cold.

I would melt forever
In your green paddy field
Not anywhere, I'd sleep here!
Imran Islam
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Imran Islam  28/M/πŸβœ“Lure Pot βœ“πŸ
(28/M/πŸβœ“Lure Pot βœ“πŸ)   
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