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Jun 2018
Your love is bleak 
Just like where I came from
  Far away 
Days and miles way 
Under the scorching heat of burning light 
And freezing cold of trembling night 
Against the blowing wind of  Drought season-Dusty and dry 
 Dry as the drained streams-dead  Lifeless as the barren land 
That on my way
  I passed by
Written by
harun shukri  M
(M)   
226
   Hannah Marze
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