Reclaiming
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Ongoing5m
Last published Fri, Oct 4, 2024
Long story short, I'm trying to understand what I share, what I go through and what I feel.
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যা মাথা য় আসতেছে ,,,
She once did roam,
Drifted and her spirit unknown.
Lost within a labyrinth of doubt,
She yearned to find what life's about.
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