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O Heart! Your suffering causes miracles to happen.
Prayer at midnight satisfies all doubts.

Suffer the tyranny of the Friend, if you're a true Lover,
The gaze of the Friend will make all tyrannies worthwhile.

If you are a server of the true wine of Love,
there is nothing on heaven or earth that will be hidden from you.

The medic of Love will heal all ills as Christ did.
But no medicine can heal where there is no real pain.

O sleepy Heart! Wake up! And ask the Awakened ones
to make prayer with me at twilight.

Hafiz is consumed; there is no sign of the Friend,
But the warm wind will lead me to his mansion of Grace.

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