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Published : Saturday, 4 April, 2020 at 12:00 AM  Count : 841
Imran Rahman

When I see flock of herons on wings, rolling fountains
And spring's advent eighteen times to make a girl young
All tales of this earth and human seem to be written so wrong,
When I see this vine and date yard with bees humming on
colourful roses
Painting of this civilization seem to be drawn so wrong and
so wrong.

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