A 27th-February-Eve
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Rahman Henry
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Perhaps all my memories gone in oblivion
Concealed in the white sheet of time
Except a 27th-February-eve
Stands all by itself in a silent storm
Waiting
Weeping
Bleeding
Sighing
All alone on the Ashulia Road...
A serenade turns the eve into a mature night
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