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şeirlər poems

I went to the kingdom of Word,
I went to the kingdom of embers for the fire…
for some reason to your own kingdom
You returned with empty hands,
Welcome, my grief, welcome!

I dug a hundreds springs from your eyes,
I drank water, but did not say that I quenched my
thirst.
I put you on the scales of justice.
You weighted equal to my beloved one,
Welcome, my grief, welcome!

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