my poem

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Suddenly, sitting in the rickshaw
Central Mia,
Mainamati in the adjacent seat
One brother of internee
Gentle lady like you
Rocking rickshaws,
It's not a matter of general
That's a lot of shocking
When did this blessing come?
In your heart,
Sitting words to write
Rhythm loses
When is your heart
Is open locking,
It's not a matter of general
That's a lot of shocking

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