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Apr 2021
Meditation rises above ideas and wanders again
Such behavior as a result of speaking the truth.

Slipped on the way and stopped for a moment
However, looked back and saw that there were no footprints.

Sleep-deprived thoughts are suppressed at night
But awaken every morning with the dream of new hope.

Don't understand how this has happened
Don't understand when have to see such a day.

There is no witness to whom I will give the justice
Above is the last hope of the Creator.
Hakikur Rahman
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Hakikur Rahman  62/M/Portugal
(62/M/Portugal)   
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