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I speak out of the deep of night

I speak out of the deep of night
out of the deep of darkness
and out of the deep of night I speak.

If you come to my house, friend
bring me a lamp and a window I can look through
at the crowd in the happy alley.
Forough Farrokhzad
gift
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Goodbye

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