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They said each time / no looking back/ with a new look / Move on with time / leave those broken dreams / The garden of। sorrows / That still uncultivated / burried under the Mangrove / .............................../ I wonder every year / there are numerous mangroves / few columns still vacant / How many ! no one knows /...................................../ At the last sunset of the year / l draw an imaginary picture / I painted it all through the days / They exclaimed ; as usual it's incomplete....