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Babeေဖ်ာ္တဲ့ေကာ္ဖီေလးမွ ေသာက္ခ်င္ပါတယ္တဲ့။ ဒီဘဝမွာဒီလိုစကားမ်ိဳး ေနာက္ထပ္မၾကားႏုိင္ေတာ့ဘူး။ ဘာလို႔ဆို တစ္ျခားသူေဖ်ာ္တဲ့ေကာ္ဖီကို သူႀကိဳက္ေနတတ္ခဲ့ၿပီေလ။ မေတာ္တဆ....မေတာ္တဆေပါ့ေနာ္။ အျဖဴ ေရာင္ေပၚမွာ အျပာေရာင္အသဲပံုေလးေတြ ေဆးျခယ္ထားတဲ့ ေကာ္ဖီခြက္ေလးေတြျမင္တိုင္း၊ Oceanကေကာ္ဖီေစ့ေလးေတြ သြားဝယ္တိုင္း၊ မင္းအတြက္ျပင္ဆင္ေပးတတ္တဲ့ လြန္ခဲ့တဲ့မနက္ခင္းေတြက ေကာ္ဖီတစ္ခြက္ရဲ႕လက္ရာပိုင္ရွင္ေလးကို မင္းသတိရေပးမယ္မလား။ ChelLayMaung
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I Saw a Dream
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I saw a dream, and there were you, And there was coldness in your eyes. I wonder what a kind of true Made you become as cold as ice. And later I looked back to get a sense This empty glance was hellish call of past. It used to be a high and strong defense Against the world, the pain and me at last. You looked at me, and peering in your soul, I felt so lonely, as something vital died. And that is what I fear most of all - That nothing gentle will remain inside. Inside of you. Inside of me as well. And nothing will be said to farewell.
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وردةٌ قبِيحة
تُومِي.
و مَا الّذي يجعلُ مصطلحُ الوردة قبِيحة؟ -مَا الّذي تنتظرهُ من وردةٍ واجهت ريَاح عاتية ؛ وتُربة قَاحلة و بتلَاتٍ منهَا قَد ترَاخت أرضًا ، مَا الّذي ستصبحهُ برأيك؟
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