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..... The Evening Came with the Clouds On the New Trot leaves, Monsoon’s traditional tune Bats come and gather on the branches Very young  Night, On the other side of the  window Fluttering of wings, brawl In the dark, On the wet ground, Continuous dropout of Trot Flowers, Rain mingled with bathed in Opened the window at dawn The air smelled of Wet Tanned Trots .... @Musfiq us shaleheen
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Jun 30, 2016
Jun 30, 2016 at 4:03 PM UTC
Smell of Wet Tanned Trots
..... The Evening Came with the Clouds On the New Trot leaves, Monsoon’s traditional tune Bats come and gather on the branches Very young  Night, On the other side of the  window Fluttering of wings, brawl In the dark, On the wet ground, Continuous dropout of Trot Flowers, Rain mingled with bathed in Opened the window at dawn The air smelled of Wet Tanned Trots .... @Musfiq us shaleheen
Smell of Wet Tanned Trots(মজা কদমের গন্ধ)
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Jun 30, 2016
Jun 30, 2016 at 4:03 PM UTC
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