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this virgin night is moon-lit for our love
fireflies are flying hither to thither
sheep are bleating for femininity
far owl silently observing through dark
the bed of straw is decorated good
not bad, the flower garden spreads fairness
fragrance charms both our loving unity
this is better for us O' queen come and sit 
lay down on the bed of straw oh; ho, ho 
naughty raining comes but not from the sky 
wet the whole, wet the bed of straw slowly!
you and me O’ queen lets go sleep a while

-December 23, 2018 Chattogram

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