Here, you'll find nothing
nothing
not even the sound of a butterfly's wings
nothing
wait...
listen carefully...
and think
think
any breath
in any sentence
any palpitation
in any word,
is a sound;
it is me
...


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Monday, May 20, 2002

When the whirlwinds of youth blow dust and sand,the eyes are blind for a time.
آنگاه كه گردباد جواني ، گرد و خاك بر پا مي كند ، تا مدتي چشم ها نابينا مي شوند.

behnaz // 6:09 PM
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