Holy month is passing by my house with sweet noise,
My curious ears have opened holes for that sound,
Thirsty heart and mind has been slave for that voice,
Wise brain is adoring the owner of that voice, Lord.
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Copyright © Muzahidul Reza │19 May,2018
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Wise brain is adoring the owner of that voice, Lord