White I must tell you, Now I write at 2 AM. I don't shake at night, I don't erase my poem. My hair are short And my eyes are still brown. Nobody ever looked at them They only checked if I had a Crown. I learned so much last year And I'm working on my book. I collect everything in my diary, Every piece of mine that you took. You don't read them anymore, The poetries I still write for you. So listen, I must tell you, I'm not the girl you once knew. ©Anagha Ukaskar

Anagha Ukaskar

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Village Life থাক কিছু কথা মনের এক কোনে থাক কিছু ব্যথা এ ভাবে, যদি না বলে ভালো থাকা যায় তবে ভালো থাকি না হয় এভাবে। ©Priyanka DAs

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White I must tell you, Now I write at 2 AM. I don't shake at night, I don't erase my poem. My hair are short And my eyes are still brown. Nobody ever looked at them They only checked if I had a Crown. I learned so much last year And I'm working on my book. I collect everything in my diary, Every piece of mine that you took. You don't read them anymore, The poetries I still write for you. So listen, I must tell you, I'm not the girl you once knew. ©Anagha Ukaskar

Anagha Ukaskar

White Mango Apple Banana Grapes Watermelon ©....Anym

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Village Life থাক কিছু কথা মনের এক কোনে থাক কিছু ব্যথা এ ভাবে, যদি না বলে ভালো থাকা যায় তবে ভালো থাকি না হয় এভাবে। ©Priyanka DAs

Priyanka DAs