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Jun 2020
This is the love I know only in dreams,
In my grandmother's home,
Where I sit in a sunlit glow,
writing beautiful things,
Listening to her stories.
Where I'm selfless and whole.
Oh, I pray,
Oh, I wish,
She lives forever to tell me more.
This is the love,
This is the love I know only in dreams
its been 8 years since you’ve gone to a better place. On one hand I’m sad that you’ve left  and on the other, I’m sorta glad because the present world isn’t as beautiful as it used to be. But I’ll meet you soon granny. And then we can sing together to our hearts content and I can listen to your stories whenever and forever❤️
Ayesha Naeema
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Ayesha Naeema  20/F
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   Sk Abdul Aziz
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