With every single breath of the clock’s hand
I run step for step beside it
so that, in the marathon of time,
I don’t run out of breath.
Once again,
we arrive
at the end of the beginning.
ماراتن زمان
با تکتک نفسهای عقربه ساعت
پا به پایش میدوم
تا در ماراتن زمان
از نفس نیفتم
باز هم
به پایانِ آغاز
میرسیم
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Author:
soheil khodaparasti (
Online) - Published: December 28th, 2025 07:37
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