My Days
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Rahman Henry
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Its the only truth of my days
And it’s the truth always
Loosing my roads, ways and paths
Loosing my trust, bank and faith
Yet, walking, running and looking for madly
And whenever I found some dirty water, run fast
Thinking, may it could mitigate my thirst
And at last
Returning to my barren dark lonely room
With the lips of faithfulness, I play being gloom
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