Thinking
Hakikur Rahman
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Within the heart of the heart, trembling with sleep
The watchman of the Seven Saints is like a light gesture.
Unrestricted sentiments play out
Rareness is spread in the arms of darkness.
Find here and there so it's back to the speed again
The decorated gardens were surrounded by solitude.
When to lose the wealth of desire to float
Looking up at the sky so hoping to get back.