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Scent of Memory
A Poem by
Mahmud Kianush

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Suddenly
a sweet smell
Lightened my heart
With a pleasant air:
But
I was not in a flower garden
In full bloom,
And it was not springtime:
Then
I heard my soul whisper,
As if saying:
"Surely the one
who
knows your sorrows
Was
passing
Through the dark corridors
of
your memory."
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2006 K. Kianush, Art Arena
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