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شاه خاكستريچشم/‏ 85I thought: your purpose –10to show an adult’s pride.I thought it’s not possible:love, as one loves a bride.I was wrong in every way.When the weather grew icy,15everywhere, and always,you followed, impassively,as if you wanted to showI’d no love for you. Forgive!Why did you take that vow20on the path to suffering?And death held out its hand…oh,speak, why then, what for?I didn’t know how frail your throatwas, under the blue collar.