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To me the night is like a unending stream Bed is laid with a sheet of nature I sleep in bed that night Let me bring this body My vision extends far beyond that And thrown into the vast universe I express solidarity Deserted throughout the body of night And with perfect balance They are shining millions The only star in the galaxy Pull me closer I am seduced by her idle gaze Every pores of my body Like a rabbit's ear invites you in a cautious posture You're my Morning Star In adolescence, grandfather used to say that You have absorbed all sins and heat of the world and you've become immobile From the highest place in the sky to you I am fascinated by the excited and tempted Morning Star! Is your body covered with light? And like Chandrarenu forever exposed? Are you surrounded by a paddy field, river and canal? Is there any teenager murderer Judhistir Named Facebook who lives on? You look like a sad nightmare tonight My pain-laden face is like a flickering light I beat hammer inside your bosoom I can hear the sorrowful sound O Morning Star. However, are you an acceptable opaque shadow of acceptance An eclipse? Divided into parallel! O Morning Star, My Morning Star.
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Jun 30, 2020
Jun 30, 2020 at 12:34 PM UTC
O Morning Star, My Morning Star
To me the night is like a unending stream Bed is laid with a sheet of nature I sleep in bed that night Let me bring this body My vision extends far beyond that And thrown into the vast universe I express solidarity Deserted throughout the body of night And with perfect balance They are shining millions The only star in the galaxy Pull me closer I am seduced by her idle gaze Every pores of my body Like a rabbit's ear invites you in a cautious posture You're my Morning Star In adolescence, grandfather used to say that You have absorbed all sins and heat of the world and you've become immobile From the highest place in the sky to you I am fascinated by the excited and tempted Morning Star! Is your body covered with light? And like Chandrarenu forever exposed? Are you surrounded by a paddy field, river and canal? Is there any teenager murderer Judhistir Named Facebook who lives on? You look like a sad nightmare tonight My pain-laden face is like a flickering light I beat hammer inside your bosoom I can hear the sorrowful sound O Morning Star. However, are you an acceptable opaque shadow of acceptance An eclipse? Divided into parallel! O Morning Star, My Morning Star.
Nurul
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55/M/Bangladesh
Jun 30, 2020
Jun 30, 2020 at 12:34 PM UTC
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