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358 · Jun 2020
Distant Land
Rizwana Anjir Jun 2020
Carry me away to some distant land That I could call, the City of Roses.

Where I would solve the mystery of love With wine without a whine.
203 · Jun 2020
Soul mate
Rizwana Anjir Jun 2020
From Hanged man to the Wheel of fortune To the Hermit card and the Moon,
Read between the lines of every Tarotcard I was the Devil waiting for his Chariot,
So that a soul could finally find its mate.
140 · Jun 2020
Fictional
Rizwana Anjir Jun 2020
Nothing breaks like a heart
If the world was ending,
For the flowers you never gave me Somewhere over the rainbow,
In my fictional story.

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