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Fictional Conversation *
Alamgir Kabir
You're busy,
Why don't you raise your hands to the Lord?
What did the busy man eat? What is lordship?
In his hand is a flower garden, in his hand is hell.
My thoughts are not like that!
I'm wondering.
I open the account book and see how fast the rest!
If the calculation does not match, the pillow is wet with tears.
I think about you today!
Then I will talk in time.
The last day is called evening, leaving the light of day.
Hold the light to have time.
But listen, open your ears,
You won't get anything at the end, just raise your hands.
Raise your hands in the midst of the Lord's busyness.
Otherwise life will fail,
The gates of hell will be opened.