The friends living in my heart are its worst residents.
They capture it like a qabza group,
pay no rent like a muft khorr,
don’t vacate easily like dheet people,
and when they finally leave the heart,
it’s broken into pieces like a khudkush hamla awar!
Dedicated to all my atang wadi friends!:-)
They capture it like a qabza group,
pay no rent like a muft khorr,
don’t vacate easily like dheet people,
and when they finally leave the heart,
it’s broken into pieces like a khudkush hamla awar!
Dedicated to all my atang wadi friends!:-)
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