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Susurrus
By Hakima Tabassum
I always wished for a bizarre atmosphere,
Floating in a cold breeze.
Without rolling under any hot stuffs,
Neither feeling warm nor getting freeze.
Grabbing and cuddling the blanket,
And gazing at the soaked trees.
Deeply listening to the “ Tak tik Tak” music,
And again inviting the sleep disease.
By Hakima Tabassum