Nabhajit

Speak loudly and listen gently

About

It was the night when last train whistled and you were sleeping on my white bed sheet. The Winter armed us tightly. Your red tip is still in my bathroom’s mirror. I loved you but still i felt the essence of other male to you. I loved you and I loved to love you.

I am about to reborn. I am about to nurture me again. I am about to be like I am. Give me some sunshine. Give me some Rain. I want to grow up once again.

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