Poetry about aging

I wish you were happy fortune

You helped Yar with time

I miss my young man Anan

You aged the chairs of the stables

Poetry from Hafez

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I'm old

So old

That is the snowman's ice hands

They will remind you of my shoulders

And I

I have no ...

Just love my poems

I cry ...

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O my oldi, tell me

Shut up the silence of the glasses

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I miss my heart in the ghost of the young creature

My old friend did not follow the old man

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And you're getting old

but me

I will not be older than that

At the moment of my life

I stopped

Wait for me

And go from my own

Beautiful

Old

Adorned with light

You hated my darkness

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Wait a lot, Father Fereshteh

Until the mother of kitty, you're a kid