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If ink and pen are snatched from me, shall I
Who have dipped my finger in my heart's blood complain—
Of if they seal my tongue, when I have made
A mouth of every round link of my chain?

— Faiz Ahmad Faiz

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Last night your lost memory so came into the heart
As spring comes in the wilderness quietly,
As the zephyr moves slowly in deserts,
As rest comes without cause to a sick man.

I had to listen when my friends told me to wash my eyes with blood
Everything at once was tangled in blood —
each face, each idol, red everywhere.
Blood swept over the sun, washing away its gold.
The moon erupted with blood, its silver extinguished.

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