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Persian Nightingale


The Angel Of Freedom


She
Fell asleep
Without lullaby and tale
Rested in peace
Free from sorrow and jail

The whole journey was a nightmare
Sore
A lot of despair blood and gore

Now I’m sure
She is glad and secure
In the sky all things are pure

God sings sweet lullaby to her
Where there're no humanoids
To err

(A Memorial to the oppressed martyr, Neda A.S.)

(2009/6/24)

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Submitted: Tuesday, June 23, 2009
Edited: Saturday, July 18, 2009

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