He was there when everybody left,
He held my hand in a gesture not to chase them when they left,
He was blooming within when everybody left,
He sticked my broken pieces together as if were never broken when everybody left,
He couraged me to do the stuff has have always given me goosebumps when everybody left,
He took out the best from this mud man when other muds left,
Who is he? Why he came to me when every body left,
When the darkness prevail why he shines in my eyes and make me see unseen.
I don't know if i can get perfectly thankful to him ( Rabul Alameen ) for all the blessings that growing my soul, that teaching me lessons to the way how to live life completely, for not regretting and grieving over past.
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