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"My eyes?" I asked. She said, "Look for
me."
I then asked, "My gut?" "Let it sigh for
me."
"And my heart?" I asked. "What's in it?"
said she.
I said, "Pain for you." "Then keep it for
me."
#912: From Rumi's
Kolliyaat-e
Shams-e Tabrizi
Edited by Badiozzaman Forouzanfar (Tehran, Amir Kabir, 1988).
Translated by Zara Houshmand
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