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Sep 2020
With my star, what is unwell tonight?
Heaven is made by tears—hell tonight

Keep your eyes ready to cry for long
I will croon, what has befell tonight

I then raised hands in prayers to God
And belief in Lord, I won’t sell tonight

Let me see her for once and for all
It’s really last, it’s farewell tonight
Mirza Sharafat Hussain Beigh
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Mirza Sharafat Hussain Beigh  22/M/Srinagar
(22/M/Srinagar)   
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