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Originally Posted by Last Island
In that book which is
My memory . . .
On the first page
That is the chapter when
I first met you
Appear the words . . .
Here begins a new life
- Dante Alighieri
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In that chapter which is perfidy Fair of the fairest did profess,
Skies may fall though, the fair would live
And… the fair lived.
But the moth is dead, the beautiful youth
The heart of honor, the tongue of truth
And no more will it fly at my night-light
Or be hidden behind the curtains that swing in the winds.
The moth is dead and the fair lived…
A new chapter, a new book, a new life!
by:
Shafiq Haider Virk
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"You interpret my heart, my nature, as you wish to believe it. In truth, I have no secret longing to be saved from myself." (Eugene Onegin – Alexander Pushkin)
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