of simple things
before me
before us
you were there
in a world
that loved you
that hated you
before you left
before you changed.
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The medieval Maghreb occupies a curious place in literary imagination. When people think of medieval Islamic poetry, they often turn eastwar... -
खुले नीले आस्मां तले हवा ने अपने पंख खोले और तुम्हारी मुस्कान से चले एक राह निकली है मुझतक तुम्हारे ... -
At night at night you're not here at night at night you're not here any more than day at night you're not here no more do I dre...