Persian Nightingale Poems
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- A Coquettish Smile Large shadows loomed On my heart I was ...
- Absolute Certainty We are out of our range Of vision In ...
- Autumn's Lips Of his toes Winter stands on the tips Grazing...
'Million years ago
At the break of dawn
Joyful tears of angels
On the lawn
Echoed with dawn chorus
Where there was nothing
I was born'
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We don't listen to them shouting for aid
Though for our life we're so afraid
The swollen rivers their home flood
They speak in crimson accented blood