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...Of djinns and of fairies
There were grandmothers and grandfathers
They all were away from death at that time
They used to make us love them and fear them
Even their tragic story used to start joyously
They used to adorn our youth
They always used to remind us of good things
Of ages long gone by
Even sad songs used to start joyously
On the days when we were indifferent
We used to unavoidably burst with joy
Without us hearing and thinking
Everyone was away from death at that time
We had dearly beloved ones
They all were nice individually, never used to know us
On every road we crossed there were rose gardens...