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Oct 2022
Seeing the light of the elf-fire
Did not lit in my house
the evening lamp,
Although it burns dimly,
Darkness does not cut it.

With great hope,
I thought it would be like this
Life without a light..

I think hopelessly
Where did it go?
Thereafter,
floating in the boat of oblivion
flowing forever
till the eternity.
Hakikur Rahman
Written by
Hakikur Rahman  62/M/Portugal
(62/M/Portugal)   
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