Sep 2014
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Falling, easing, pinging over the night
the rain’s shadow,
throughout the horizon
running between she and me
The leaf has reflected the inclined light
dropping her tears from the flight
nobody has meant it to care,
though I am in fear
The gleaming days have gone
I have made my passion too done
but she may be quite undone
and the fire of spring has made me to burn
Falling, easing, pinging over the night
the rain’s shadow,
no more turns can’t green her meadow
As if the pale sky kisses to sorrow
The rains shadow,
throughout the horizon
running between she and me
falling, easing, pinging over the night
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**@Musfiq us shaleheen
Falling, easing, pinging over the night
the rain’s shadow,
throughout the horizon
running between she and me
The leaf has reflected the inclined light
dropping her tears from the flight
nobody has meant it to care,
though I am in fear
The gleaming days have gone
I have made my passion too done
but she may be quite undone
and the fire of spring has made me to burn
Falling, easing, pinging over the night
the rain’s shadow,
no more turns can’t green her meadow
As if the pale sky kisses to sorrow
The rains shadow,
throughout the horizon
running between she and me
falling, easing, pinging over the night
///
**@Musfiq us shaleheen
Falling, easing, pinging over the night
the rain’s shadow,
throughout the horizon
running between she and me
the rain’s shadow,
throughout the horizon
running between she and me
(47/M/Dhaka, Bangladesh)
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