Fellow Coder 
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First, my dreams were seized,
Then, it was you I lost.
Each time I drown in the abyss of a second death,
You slip away, no matter the cost.
I wake like a restless soul,
Searching for you, unaware.
You stay a hand’s breadth away,
Yet hidden behind a wall of air.
If not in dreams,
Then come in nightmares, please.
You need not be mine,
Yet, love me with ease.
— Welcome
– Mohiuddin Ahmed
