between
the pain & the uncertainties


through that some people took my tender's heart

they gone on my friend's village's way

while my beloveds looking at


people pity for my condition

before all of you will decide to travel

i wannaa see him my lover

may be my torment will go to be easy

the miss became my desert

and the tears became stars

and the inner consciousness playing upon for my friend

playing upon from grief to make arts

if the affection's torment dose not inside me

i will ask my eye's tears

and i never heard the nightgales

to singing on the trea's branch

if the nights separated us

and the grief made me tired

i will patience for which happened for me

and which they have affliction like me


they have to

endurance


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