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Meet me in the garden

“I said, meet me

İn the garden.

You know the one…

It is called the smiling spring.

There are nightingales

Chirping away,

Wine and candle lights,

Companions as soft as

Pomegranate blossoms.

You think this all would

Sound so perfect!

But without you

By my side,

What use is spring?

And when you are

With me,

What use are pomegranate blossoms?”



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