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از درسِ علوم جمله بگریزی بِهْ، و اندر سرِ زلفِ دلبر آویزی به، ز آن پیش که روزگار خونت ریزد، تو خونِ قنینه در قدح ریزی به. ~خیام~
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Heres to silence That cuts me to the core Where is this going?
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Was I out of line? Did I say something way to honest? Did you run and hide like a scared little boy? I looked into your eyes, thought I knew you for a minute Now I'm not so sure
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I think her ever present frown is a little troubling
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I like it in the city When the air Is so thick and opaque
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No room in my bed As far as I'm concerned So wipe that dirty smile off