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Atar Neyshabouri:
In moonlight's glow, the lake serene, reflects all forms, the world unseen.
A silent watcher lingers there, a love-struck swan, enrapt in prayer.
The moon, his love, shines pure and bright, and stirs his soul to take flight.
Thus, love's embrace, both joy and strife, gives life its rhythm, beauty, and strife.
From Atar's pen, wisdom pours, lighting hearts to love's great shores. 4 replies
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