I try to go out on my own, and every time the only thing clinging to my coat pockets is the doorknob.

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Every time she laughs, she pushes my soul to its rightful place, and then it becomes reassured, so now I can exchange all my days for laughter.

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‍Something in your eyes is pressing my fingers to write..

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‍They speak without having anything to say, they speak silently of the needs of the soul, they give a word to the wrinkles of the face, to the eyelashes, to the corners of the mouth.. they speak with intertwined hands, silent and intertwined hands.

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So a difference is made between someone who says to you with his tongue that I love you, and does not bear witness to him from his condition, and between someone who is silent and does not speak, and you see the evidence of all his conditions expressing his love for you.

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‍All the maps confirm that you are my land.

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I know how to pray to God, and couldn't be able to arrange speech.

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Whenever they destroy life anywhere, a mother builds it.

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‍Something in your eyes is pressing my fingers to write..

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Don't love a poet, every love poem will stab you its history before the birth of the relationship.

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