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World- the inn this is I'm the gypsy caravan of life comes from unknown and goes to unknown in liquor drinking time I've here; drunkard numb body has no value and become I the configure of oblivion -November 11, 2018 Chattogram

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Date: 11/11/2018 2:19:00 PM
Interesting poem dear, friend Mahtab!
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Date: 11/11/2018 7:26:00 AM
The configure of oblivion. Wow! I thought I was the gypsy, but now I realize we are all the gypsy. Sweet write, my friend.
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