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Nov 2021
The forest cried out loudly- says, O mankind!
Silently, in secret, I remain. Is it wrong?

With shade, with fruit, I try to make you happy-
I wish, let it be filled with enchanted environment.

However, at any chance, being severed-
In your actions, always remain frightened.

Gush, when will you have a little bit of moderate knowledge?
That day presumably will be our salvation.
Hakikur Rahman
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Hakikur Rahman  62/M/Portugal
(62/M/Portugal)   
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