| Sunday, 13 June 2021 | Print
Mohammed Iqbal
You need to come to execute the
death penalty that imposed on me.
It doesn’t matter to me,
I could undoubtedly execute the penalty by myself.
But couldn’t,
How could I stop the elegance of that
breathing system,
wherein the resonance of every breath
speaks out your name…
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Posted 10:59 am | Sunday, 13 June 2021
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