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The Most Love

I turned all the Seas into ink, I turned all the trees into pen, The widespread Sky the paper, I did write, Write, And write, End- All the pens broken, All the ink dried like a dessert, The paper is filled in full with nothing to fulfill, Still more your love to me, But, A dot more of mine to you!

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Date: 9/16/2014 2:19:00 AM
Beautifully described Mr Tahajuddin, I have read it earlier but in a different way.. You have portrayed it so nicely.. god bless
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