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A star was born, and it became our School's Moon,
It comforted our sorry hearts.

The Friend did not go to school, and could not write,
But with just the blink of an eye taught many
Teachers.

The happy home of Love will be prospering again,
Its cornerstone is the curve of the Beloved's eye.

Your gaze made a wine that left lovers drunk,
its softness is beyond any wisdom's understanding.

The words of Hafiz are as sweet as gold,
It is a cure for those too aged or too young.

Keep away from the tavern road,
Hafiz lost everything in that house.

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