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Sunday, 05 April 2009 |
 This café is fine Right! Has great coffee Agree Blue sky above fine
Not blind darling I can see beautiful chairs round such a table I don't deny the seaside music and after this coffee these fulsome lips delectably waiting and I know well how to swim in the air of this unknowing I know how to see through this I know not what
I know! Sitting so comfortably in your eyes whichever side I reach I can take a bit of you even more delectable I'm not stupid I understand you're right OK! But if all this and everything was under the blackened sky of Tehran we'd have been so much in place
Translation: Abol Froushan |