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مشاعره با جملات انگليسي يه جمله با ترجمه بگو تا بعدي ادامه بده

She sits in the park. Her clothes are out of date. Two children whine and bicker, tug her skirt. A third draws aimless patterns in the dirt Someone she loved once passed by – too late

Deftly to quicken as she pulses on, And the harsh tremor that among them lingers Will into sweeter silence die anon. We catch the broken prelude and suggestion Of things unuttered, needing to be sung; We know the burden of them, and their question Lies heavy on the heart, nor finds a...

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