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Feels are but invisible pet
sleeping on the polished table
Sometimes they wake up silently
As the frequency of air changes.
When a bluish smell comes from 3bs:
bell, butterfly, and bonsai;
A song starts singing in the media player
without any pre-loaded program;
More and more events happen within a moment;
And a smile shakes the hand touches the soul
from a clear distance!
Entering into a light blue candy
I’ve found an off-white emotion lying on a divan
Spreading coffee-purple smile sweet and cute.
Person is a stuff of meat, bone, blood and water;
Should I believe no more things are there-
feelings of dream?
Ashraful Musaddeq
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