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And I will not look for that heavenly drink , and I will not drink the nectar of heaven , and I will not see that moon lotus , this is my pride. He will not be disturbed by my arrival; not for any reason, but I will sacrifice my life to the illusion of his eyes. And I will not forget that deadly gaze, I will not keep the pain for him in secret, I will not wet my eyes , and his eyes will not tremble in his dreams, and in my eyes, it seems that I have no right to this creation of my God. This is not my anger, nor subtle pride , but only a poison-filled bowl poured out of his heart .
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May 15
May 15, 2026 at 3:45 PM UTC
Pride
And I will not look for that heavenly drink , and I will not drink the nectar of heaven , and I will not see that moon lotus , this is my pride. He will not be disturbed by my arrival; not for any reason, but I will sacrifice my life to the illusion of his eyes. And I will not forget that deadly gaze, I will not keep the pain for him in secret, I will not wet my eyes , and his eyes will not tremble in his dreams, and in my eyes, it seems that I have no right to this creation of my God. This is not my anger, nor subtle pride , but only a poison-filled bowl poured out of his heart .
Samudrodas
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17/M/Dhaka
May 15
May 15, 2026 at 3:45 PM UTC
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