To Winter For The Poor
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With fog, mist, snow, cold windy features
Thou hazy nature
Come every winter
I have no warm clothes, a poor
Shelterless, half fed figure
Even have no means to make a fire.
Copyright © Muzahidul Reza │ 9 July, 2018
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