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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.
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.
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.

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