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This city
Is not sold by me.
We want to relate with each other
With closely.
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How many times have I thought, I will not throw stone on honeycomb with my empty body;
I will not go to under palm tree with my bald head!
Life went on thinking, Poush month did not come back;
The Agartala case is now true under mallet.
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My City; Now Is Sick
This city
Is not sold by me.
We want to relate with each other
With closely.
Gathering pleasure with catching other’s hand
Time will passing away with the indifferent story of
Noon’s cooing
And
We will be sonorous with the results.
Now my city is sick –
Worship her, nothing is incompassable…
As nobody has the right of destroy the city.
Do, you wish. Keep my city smiley.
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