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I Couldn't Tell
Whenever
The angel of death will issue
A verdict, to leave this planet
I will not become sad
However,
My hope and love will cry
I couldn't meet You
I couldn't tell You that
I loved You so much
More than Rumi's beloved
You may come to my grave
To put upon it
Flowers of Blossom,
Wishing and praying
For my hope and love, in peace
You know what I mean, You
It is, only You, no one else
My body was for You
My soul will be for You as well
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