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AllproMete
AllproMete
M/Persia God created me from / The Wine of Love / I'm the Same Love / If Death / Peel me Off / / Rumi
El extraño y secreto elixir, amor El veneno que crea ansia Un regalo del mundo superior El sacrificio de la vida por el amado
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Feb 9
Feb 9, 2026 at 2:31 AM UTC
Amor
O incredible brilliant little red heart, O blossoming hope of petrified yellow leaves, trampled under the cruel boots of winter, Crumbled by the icey bites Tell me, to what hope you have blossomed in this black cold desert, this slain eagles mart Have you brought news of a love left apart?
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Feb 8
Feb 8, 2026 at 8:41 AM UTC
Little brilliant red heart
When there is no love, Although, perhaps from time to time, A blowing warmth from a bed of embraces' red hot coal, may warm your soul, but After a fleeting moment of ardour, Will be felt within you a sense of retasting foal, And the hailstorm of loneliness will once again sweep over your whole...
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Feb 8
Feb 8, 2026 at 8:40 AM UTC
When there is no love
One day in the past,  Solomon saw an ant busy moving the soil of a mount "Why do you endure so much hardship?" he asked The ant replied, "My beloved told me  To do this, if I wish to touch her grace,  I should move this mount from here to another place  "You never could do this, even if you were in the longevity of Noah's race"  Solomon said  And the ant answered, "I'll do my best!" Solomon, who was very pleased with the ant's love and decide,  moved the mountain by his command  The ant looked up to the sky and said, "I thank God who brings a prophet to serve an ant on the path of love..." So, O you humans, O dear friends,  Do your best Let what you'll do in the path of love and peace grow apace  There is a Solomon nearby, always...
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Feb 8
Feb 8, 2026 at 8:39 AM UTC
The path of love
"Where's my son", He asked "We don't know the names", We have trapped just like you in this ****** games, here there are more than 9000 remains you should yourself turn the sheets of black Shrouds for realise", The medical examiner answered "Where are you son, where are you daddy, Where are you blood in my veins? Please let me know where is your remains! How could I find you among these scattered heads, among those ****** hearts? How could I tolerate Seeing thousands of black Shrouds?" "Where are you Sepehr? Where are you daddy? Where are you daddy?"
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Feb 4
Feb 4, 2026 at 4:56 AM UTC
Where are you daddy?
There is joy in finding a way through the impassable seas of darkness  On the shore ahead of freedom, there will be empathy and happiness  The brotherhood, where no one will bother others  Atop that high mountain of solidarity, and in its chortles, there will be a hymn: We are in search of humanity, with our souls in pawn In the darkest moments of the night, we are looking for the light of the dawn
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Feb 4
Feb 4, 2026 at 4:52 AM UTC
Looking for the light
A hungry tot Squeezed in the narrowness of a breathless but still protective embrace Licking milk on the mother's breast, Upon the dress Red Milk, Milk, but with a different taste, Flowing from mother's frontal crest
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Feb 4
Feb 4, 2026 at 4:51 AM UTC
Red Milk
What are you doing, What are you doing? Why are you dancing on the graves of your beloved children? What are you doing here, above the sun of your life that is under the ground had hidden? I dance, for in the pages of History it's written that Freedom to the ones who have been disappointed by death never had given
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Feb 4
Feb 4, 2026 at 4:49 AM UTC
The price of Freedom
Under the pallid rays of the setting sun The trigger is pulled by the felons With no trace of shame on their faces for what they have done But a trace of shame could be seen On the red pipe of the machine gun Then a ****** fog covers the field so that of the reed bed could be seen, no sign and on the other side, there are bodies covered in blood, on top of each other, piled on
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Feb 4
Feb 4, 2026 at 4:46 AM UTC
Reed bed
It's a bitter twinge To turn from a leopard-like poet, Singing about moonligt livin' To a -died beloved- swan, with a sea of ​​pain within
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Feb 4
Feb 4, 2026 at 4:42 AM UTC
A bitter twinge