Story Writing : The sadness will last forever.

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If you go as far as a person can go, if you understand exactly, if you have the ability to feel, then you will understand that the person is very lonely. But you sit down with him, talk. You will see that he is a God. In which all creation is stationary in its place or the moon is moving like the sun. There is talk all day long, there are thousands of pros and cons like political parties. There is violence. There is love. Everything is just like the world.

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Those who know the world do not write poetry. They know bird life is stupid. Fish jump, tree flowers or expensive foreign dogs. People love so much. People. When people utter the word, it seems that we have stood up on the stage to say something to a large group of people. So many of us do not think of ourselves as human beings. Because our speech amaze the people of the world. We all know how to be human but none of us can be that.

Our talk came to a standstill in "So you see". God, how much we said to show this. How many teams were in your name. We know many of your branches. We also called parents. We cried, we smiled and danced. We did not recognize the empty world. A prostitute walked up to us and we all fell in love with her,

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I fought. We lost and cried to our mother again. We are in danger. Some of us understand that we are our personal God on earth. Or we are the devil. Alone and violent. If we eat with love. I squeeze the meat. Then go to the next next birth before the birth.

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I hope they will be Ashraful Maklukat. We will sit on the teak wood sofa and plant their sacrificial trees. Stand like a still tree. They also have to write and draw. They will also suffer in the form of a lover animal or the loss of the family identity of the madman. We have to come and go. Going away with a little love behind logic or principle in a distant forest where a child is standing alone with a big loaf of bread in his white school dress.

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Love is basically self-centered. By loving ourselves we learn to love other people and become a human being so that we can reach that kind of (class) human being. That means we love ourselves with other people. Deprived, it is good to hear even if you talk a lot, art opens up all avenues of self-destruction, grows up looking at the sky or ants. Let them love. I have wanted to be like them all my life. As if they will love. Besides, I have no worries about other class groups at all

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Everything I wrote above is from my life. And I imagined everything in my life. The above words are the times of frustration in my life, the times of love in my life, the lonely times of my life, I shared with you. I hope you understand.

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