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Hassan Najmi
the exiled
to Abbas
Their palms are coffins
And their heads are hats for distant clouds.
And behind them there is time
Without flowerpots
Or arms
They had left.
And leaving itself returned
And they did not come back.
From: A little life
THE EXILED
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THE EXILED
the exiled
to Abbas
Their palms are coffins
And their heads are hats for distant clouds.
And behind them there is time
Without flowerpots
Or arms
They had left.
And leaving itself returned
And they did not come back.
From: A little life
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