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Mar 2021
Floating in the stream of time, lost
My memories
I'm sitting on the sidewalk
By opening my eyes.

What was the hope when, I
Built the home?
Look around today
Dusty sand bed.

The mind cannot obey, so
I just hope
The time, flows
Floating in the whirlwind.
Hakikur Rahman
Written by
Hakikur Rahman  62/M/Portugal
(62/M/Portugal)   
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