Concrete Expectation
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Mahtab Bangalee
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In long breaths expectations lead me to die
I want to take loan some times to omit sigh
Your love is one color in the coat of colorful life
The wings of heron flying on the village of blue sky
Endless youthful stream of Karnafully river and I
Live together in poisonous vapor of manufacturing dye
Dawn to dusk we're digging the pond of fate
Lucy quay of life closes all around the gate
In the bed of night coarse plaster captives us
Lingering expectation gland lives always detach
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