That I always kept in touch with the memories of
Somehow I kept in touch The first season of Hijr(loneliness) took away sleep
All the seasons are named by a sage
When the coming does not come, forever
On the way, I kept the eye burning lamp
For fresh air even in rainy season
I kept one door of my house open
It was a habit to turn away from the talk
Nor did I put it in front of him
His hatred became the cause of
closeness one day satan
That’s why I kept this courage for a lifetime
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