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Moumita Sen's Are Not The Minor

Once upon a night's story
101, Green road Holding gate
I'm closer with a short gun under the black blanket
Dear fighter friend Tamal, his lovely younger Moumita Sen
She was guised to see my unfit shape.
But that day
Tomal was not aware about my entry
wasn't Moumita Sen too
Beside the second door
Loosely Tomal was stand like a mime man
Moumita Sen
Wasn't surrendered to god's call
The full blossom flower was raped by force
1 touched the partly opened body on the floor
She wasn't ashamed, doesn't tale me 'You the peeping tom', with the finger
Youthful deadly body was surrender to my lap
Was it for love?
Senseless this me
Have seen the green-red flag of Bangladesh
On the bulleted bodies of uncle and aunt
I didn't hear Tomal's heart broken shouting
Nobody hear.
Moumita Sen's wasn't the minor
Who are them?
Who's the minor?

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