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Last night, your long-lost memory came back to me as though Spring stealthily should come to a forsaken wilderness A gentle breeze its fragrance over burning deserts blow Or, all at once be soothed somehow the sick soul's distress.
Faiz Ahmed Faiz
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Thursday, August 03, 2006 |
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Saturday, August 21, 2010 |
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