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*Losing ping of my mind,
I can't paint my future
days those were glisten
that grows frustration in me,
high hopes may not reach
sunshine that blinks on
the innocent face,
I who responsible for her future
I try to rescue herself
and seem confuse,
If I can be a sailor
I will cross this shadow ocean
Sometimes silence and
darkness make me thunder,
time out of mind and
become unreachable
to the destination
and I can't say her future.

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@Musfiq us shaleheen