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The pink hours of Mazenderan
Your screams are in my mouth
and fail inside my heads………
The spirit among the trees,the mask Ive never kissed……..
I will unhinge the balcony,
leaving against it will tremble and run on the contrary.
Trying to keep back life
I take-off my eyes,
dancing in my shoes,
touching with faith the holy water.