Hymns and chords on wind strings

I say, where did you go?
Afanin bloomed in the colors of poems
Pumping rain showers
The pulse of life
And exudes sedition
Where did they go ??
There is no doubt that the strength of the rebellion and abortion has been rampant.
This is how the al-Jawari was swept away, immersed in its tarmac, the courtyard of the wall without the body ...

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Hymns and chords on wind strings

I run away, in the quiet of silence, and join him to my silence
In the eye socket freezes the tears, the tiredness and the roar of the heart

The brakes of silence have tightened the reins of his beard, applied him with the grip of judgments
The burning tears flowed, but his impatience did not stop at his parting
Ah, ah, the wound has torn the masterpieces like me, and I do not want to fight

I saw a dream in a ray of sun as my fantasy star faded away
I will remain loyal to her covenants as long as she is an expert on her affairs to live, nothing to hide
I will stay away I live happy, my hair feels like it and the air balsam is its killer
What happens if you show remorse, will you return or disappear guilt ?!
Let me cry, weep tears with my pen, to renew over time grief and pain
The story of love and horror, separated by size, has no traces, only structures and skulls
If I had folded her file, before her memories were covered, the sparrows of the spears, the wind swirling on me

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