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urdu poetry

era muitas e muito um ano há
eu ofereci-os todo o farewell
eu não queimo nenhum incense
é verdadeiro que você diz que os deuses lhe são mais uso do que fairies
e enquanto nós andamos a grama foi agitada fraca
não permaneça não mais
todos tragam os anos
quando o vento trabalhar de encontro a nós na obscuridade
os arcos da ponte vermelha

 



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