Amit
@sadegh71.eth
O fresh flower, the smell of which is not faithful to you There is no news of blaming the thorn of persecution You have no mercy on the leafless nightingale There is no harm in treating captives We are captive of sadness and it is not our sadness at all Why is there no mercy for you when you are captive to your sorrow?
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