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By Abdul Wajed Rashidi

Has always been there 
It was the beginning,
And it's going to be the end
It is forever changing,
never the same as it was before
It was a minute here,
A century there

It saw the creation of everything, 
And it will see the destruction of all
We regret when we waste it.
We wish we had more when we run out.
We waste it, believing that we'll have it forever.
We don't realize that it'll eventually leave us,
Continuing long after we're gone
It is neither a buddy nor an enemy.

The Art Garden Rohingya

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  1. Serazul Hoque - May 31, 2019


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