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Listen only to what drunken lovers say, And loosen passion's ties to mean and low. Each tribe draws you into its own circle; The parrot sings of sugar; of ruins, the crow. #630, from Rumi's Kolliyaat-e Shams-e Tabrizi Translated by Zara Houshmand RECOMMENDED Rumi:
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