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Jul 2018
Dark blue sky,
    Not a star to shine .
Overwhelming pride,
    Nothing can excite.

No breathing room,
     No personal space.
Made of glitter and stones,
     My golden cage .

Dull rhythm,
      of my breathing,
Unblinking eyes,
      Not a key in sight.

Unchained bondages ,
      Invisible clutches.
Insignificant life,
      Unexisted existence.

Shivering bodies,
      Blazing minds.
Fearing monsters,
     Being one inside.

Only shreds are left,
    Nothing to sacrifice.
They say I'm privileged,
    Choosing to stay the other side.
Gulishta
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Gulishta  28/F
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     Imran Islam, A M, ---, --- and Sammie
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