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9-2-1442

Khalid Mukhtar · April 14, 2021 · 2 Comments





This world is my boat
And I cannot wait
To go overboard
Before it's too late

'Cause Your pleasure to me
Is wide like the sea
And all of my pain
Is two drops of rain

Micropoetry, Poetry, Ramadan

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