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The Moment of Meeting

The moment of meeting is nearOnce again, I am mad, intoxicated;Once again trembles my heart, my hand,As if I am in a …

The Leafless Garden

The cloud with its cold damp skinHas embraced the sky tightly; The leafless orchardIs alone day and nightWith his pure and sad …

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بر زمین افتاده پخشیده ست دست و پا گسترده تا هر جا از کجا ؟ کی ؟ کس نمی داند و نمی …