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So when in the sky
see other pale shades spread
looking for the hue changes
hoped to dream
This desert is echoed with known mystic tunes
in a moment of extreme imagination,
the sound of rain drops
wanted to get more,
created a stir
at the far way there is a gap extended
A distinct curve in the road,
rolls along with an array,
appear thousands of red Flamboyant
where you are standing in the ashes of my idols
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@Musfiq us shaleheen
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This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem