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Alien Eyes
He in whose name I breathed,
Whose name remained on my lips,
He crept in such a way as that each
Recess of my being became fragrant.
I wrote his name on the palm in Henna,
But he met me today in such a manner
As with alien eyes on his face.
poem
by
Muhammad Shanazar
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