In Troubled Future
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Muzahidul Reza
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They say love
They do hate,
A kind of love
A kind of hatred,
In the atmosphere
Burns such a fire,
No fire is seen
But burnt everything,
Let us have water
To extinguish fire,
But water has been kept far
Under abusing power,
So all are in troubled future
As helpless we are.
Muzahidul Reza
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