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Ghazal 31 Flame has no power and lightning no grace what else could be so tempered and willful The heart has burned where the body has burned what do you seek in these ashes Blood is not blood for only the veins if tears don’t bleed the heart has failed Paradise is paradise for just one thing the wine of all wines the beloved carries I know the king I walk around bragging a fool unloved by the heart of the city |