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What the Hell

The
Real love
I always keep a secret.

All my words
Are sung outside Her window,

For when She lets me in
I take a thousand oaths of silence.

But,
Then She says,

O, then God says,

“What the hell, Hafiz,
Why not give the whole world
My
Address.”

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