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Where to, with such a rush? Asked the breeze a desert brush My heart aches in this land Do you feel no longing? To fly from this desert’s sand? I am all longing for any home but this land? What can I do with my feet tied in this sand? Sweet be your journey But in friendship and for heaven’s sake When past this desert of horrors, you survive in your fleeting To blossoms and rain do extend my greeting

عالی

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