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Jul 2014
The color is too high
If you devote yourself on glittering
The imagery plays an ill role in mind
After then you look yourself as a fool
When you are trapped and never been backed
Crisis opens in so many doors
Flowers shut in so many ways
Who is this colored dream?
The sin answer’s goes to your fate
As the poorest thought ever I have seen.

@Musfiq us shaleheen
dreams always in black and white but sometimes we seen colored dream which become ill us and make us an evil may be. So it is the reality we dreamed in black and white with a simple way.
Musfiq us shaleheen
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Musfiq us shaleheen  47/M/Dhaka, Bangladesh
(47/M/Dhaka, Bangladesh)   
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