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How Illusion the Love Is

All are valid here there are too I'm here within me and you're there, maybe within you crowded and crowded but mine in deserted butterflies are flying but never come to me flowers are blooming but never come to me sun is rising daily but never shines my inside moon is becoming full on its phase but never lit up my inner heart I don't know how you spend the moment of lonely crowded O' dream is full night east to west north to south through the rainbow colors, but in awakening find me with dark owl o how illusion the love is ........ -July 09, 2019 Chattogram

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Date: 9/6/2019 4:37:00 AM
Your inner heart is lit from within, Mahtab. I can feel that in your poetry.
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