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urdu poetry

todos dentro y todos sin mí
viejo vino a beber
vi las nubes entre las colinas
¡bajo!' tis a la noche de la gala
como va un hombre desnudo yo
ahora mientras que están viviendo mis labios
la oscuridad
mi madre me trenza las rosas mojadas con rocío
musing, entre la puesta del sol y la obscuridad
en el amanecer, él dijo
dentro de este sepulcro humilde un conqueror miente
ella era una belleza en los días
bucks negros gordos en un cuarto del vino-barril


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