Shadow
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Persian Nightingale
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The sun shone through the leaves,
Casting shadows on the lawn
Following my love's death
I became quiet and withdrawn
A wonderful breeze whispered
The darkest hour is just before the dawn
When you miss your life's reason
Be patient and serene as swan
(2008/6/17)
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