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In Ecliptic Rebirth
Anger never comes against this true world
Never cry for failure past or present
Like the nature I'm free bird all over
Sun rises and night comes for the next day
In this world I live in my alone thought
No start, no end I keep in life baskets
Like the flowing river it passes all
Since birth I'm slight talker as usual
All are here even the heaven and hell
Holy wine, divine whore and lustful boy
Judgement day, punishment, free from guilty
Only matured time the true convener
Waiting patience the recycling portrait
Everything moves through ecliptic rebirth
25.09.2020 Chattogram
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Mahtab Bangalee
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