You ask me about that country whose details now escape me, I don't remember its geography, nothing of its history. And should I visit it in memory, It would be as I would a pas lover, After years, for a night, no longer restless with passion, With no fear of regret, I have reached that age when one visits the heart merely as courtesy.
Faiz Ahmed Faiz
country pakistan
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