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Hassan Najmi

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An evening passes toward your night
The way noon crosses though a song.
And you do not tire.
As if you did not have a body.
And time shivers by your soul
As if you awaken light from its sleep
At night
Here you are stripping a sky of its stars.

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n.a

An evening passes toward your night
The way noon crosses though a song.
And you do not tire.
As if you did not have a body.
And time shivers by your soul
As if you awaken light from its sleep
At night
Here you are stripping a sky of its stars.

n.a

An evening passes toward your night
The way noon crosses though a song.
And you do not tire.
As if you did not have a body.
And time shivers by your soul
As if you awaken light from its sleep
At night
Here you are stripping a sky of its stars.
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