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    tr: Ghalib 35.

to sink is merely human · there is nothing you can say
depending on the enemy · there is nothing you can say

decease long wooed forbears · maybe on the ricochet
after so much carnage · there is nothing you can say

my case she asks degree of · only in the public way
knowing where this thing goes · there is nothing you can say

regardless of the question · we are lightly brushed away
in any jib of language · there is nothing you can say

Ghalib among the chatterers · his own silence must obey
except you call him crazy · there is nothing you can say


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