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how dare you! i have never been blootered in my life - just read about it in newspapers & books |
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o for goodness will you sake stop that incessant *snort*ing and blow yours nose! |
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i like swimming in a pond
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For Mr Zerö, a wind-report:
The Wind Will Take Us In my small night, ah the wind has a date with the leaves of the trees in my small night there is agony of destruction listen do you hear the darkness blowing? I look upon this bliss as a stranger I am addicted to my despair. listen do you hear the darkness blowing? something is passing in the night the moon is restless and red and over this rooftop where crumbling is a constant fear clouds, like a procession of mourners seem to be waiting for the moment of rain. a moment and then nothing night shudders beyond this window and the earth winds to a halt beyond this window something unknown is watching you and me. O green from head to foot place your hands like a burning memory in my loving hands give your lips to the caresses of my loving lips like the warm perception of being the wind will take us the wind will take us. Forugh Farrokhzad Translated by Ahmad Karimi Hakkak The Persian Book Review VOLUME III, NO 12 Page 1337 |
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actually no, just go back to *snort*ing
