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Hearken to the reed-flute, how it discourses
When complaining of the pains of separation;
'Ever since they tore me from my osier-bed,
My plaintive notes have moved men and women to tears.
I burst my breast striving to give vent to sighs,
And to express the pangs of yearning for my home;
He who abides far away from his home,
Is ever longing for the day he shall return.'

— Rumi Attributed A Dictionary of Oriental Quotations (1911)

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