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Life Is Mysterious

I come find a road, now walking on the road, seeing some are going to unknown some are coming from unknown a divider separates them and their moving the birth and the death, the good and the bad, the rose and the thorn, the king and the slave all from unknown to known to unknown Oh! Life; you sometime open your eyelashes and sometime close it how mysterious you are! -January 17, 2019 Chattogram

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