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A Talking Glance
A Poem by
Mahmud Kianush

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Through
the shop window
A pretty doll,
In a pretty dress,
Letting not a breath
With fascinating colours,
Ravished the heart
of a little girl:
A talking glance of the little girl
Sweetly smiled
At the eyes of the father;,
But in the father's empty pocket
His hand became
Bitterly sad.
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