You could string a hundred endless days together,My soul would find no comfort from this pain.You laugh at my tale? You — Jalaluddin Rumi, The Book of Love: Poems of Ecstasy and Longing
You could string a hundred endless days together,My soul would find no comfort from this pain.You laugh at my tale? You — Jalaluddin Rumi, The Book of Love: Poems of Ecstasy and Longing
You could string a hundred endless days together,My soul would find no comfort from this pain.You laugh at my tale? You — Jalaluddin Rumi, The Book of Love: Poems of Ecstasy and Longing
You could string a hundred endless days together,My soul would find no comfort from this pain.You laugh at my tale? You — Jalaluddin Rumi, The Book of Love: Poems of Ecstasy and Longing
You could string a hundred endless days together,My soul would find no comfort from this pain.You laugh at my tale? You — Jalaluddin Rumi, The Book of Love: Poems of Ecstasy and Longing
You could string a hundred endless days together,My soul would find no comfort from this pain.You laugh at my tale? You — Jalaluddin Rumi, The Book of Love: Poems of Ecstasy and Longing
You could string a hundred endless days together,My soul would find no comfort from this pain.You laugh at my tale? You — Jalaluddin Rumi, The Book of Love: Poems of Ecstasy and Longing
You could string a hundred endless days together,My soul would find no comfort from this pain.You laugh at my tale? You — Jalaluddin Rumi, The Book of Love: Poems of Ecstasy and Longing
You could string a hundred endless days together,My soul would find no comfort from this pain.You laugh at my tale? You — Jalaluddin Rumi, The Book of Love: Poems of Ecstasy and Longing
You could string a hundred endless days together,My soul would find no comfort from this pain.You laugh at my tale? You — Jalaluddin Rumi, The Book of Love: Poems of Ecstasy and Longing
You could string a hundred endless days together,My soul would find no comfort from this pain.You laugh at my tale? You — Jalaluddin Rumi, The Book of Love: Poems of Ecstasy and Longing
You could string a hundred endless days together,My soul would find no comfort from this pain.You laugh at my tale? You — Jalaluddin Rumi, The Book of Love: Poems of Ecstasy and Longing
You could string a hundred endless days together,My soul would find no comfort from this pain.You laugh at my tale? You — Jalaluddin Rumi, The Book of Love: Poems of Ecstasy and Longing
You could string a hundred endless days together,My soul would find no comfort from this pain.You laugh at my tale? You — Jalaluddin Rumi, The Book of Love: Poems of Ecstasy and Longing
You could string a hundred endless days together,My soul would find no comfort from this pain.You laugh at my tale? You — Jalaluddin Rumi, The Book of Love: Poems of Ecstasy and Longing
You could string a hundred endless days together,My soul would find no comfort from this pain.You laugh at my tale? You — Jalaluddin Rumi, The Book of Love: Poems of Ecstasy and Longing
You could string a hundred endless days together,My soul would find no comfort from this pain.You laugh at my tale? You — Jalaluddin Rumi, The Book of Love: Poems of Ecstasy and Longing
You could string a hundred endless days together,My soul would find no comfort from this pain.You laugh at my tale? You — Jalaluddin Rumi, The Book of Love: Poems of Ecstasy and Longing
You could string a hundred endless days together,My soul would find no comfort from this pain.You laugh at my tale? You — Jalaluddin Rumi, The Book of Love: Poems of Ecstasy and Longing
You could string a hundred endless days together,My soul would find no comfort from this pain.You laugh at my tale? You — Jalaluddin Rumi, The Book of Love: Poems of Ecstasy and Longing
You could string a hundred endless days together,My soul would find no comfort from this pain.You laugh at my tale? You — Jalaluddin Rumi, The Book of Love: Poems of Ecstasy and Longing
You could string a hundred endless days together,My soul would find no comfort from this pain.You laugh at my tale? You — Jalaluddin Rumi, The Book of Love: Poems of Ecstasy and Longing
You could string a hundred endless days together,My soul would find no comfort from this pain.You laugh at my tale? You — Jalaluddin Rumi, The Book of Love: Poems of Ecstasy and Longing
You could string a hundred endless days together,My soul would find no comfort from this pain.You laugh at my tale? You — Jalaluddin Rumi, The Book of Love: Poems of Ecstasy and Longing
You could string a hundred endless days together,My soul would find no comfort from this pain.You laugh at my tale? You — Jalaluddin Rumi, The Book of Love: Poems of Ecstasy and Longing
You could string a hundred endless days together,My soul would find no comfort from this pain.You laugh at my tale? You — Jalaluddin Rumi, The Book of Love: Poems of Ecstasy and Longing
You could string a hundred endless days together,My soul would find no comfort from this pain.You laugh at my tale? You — Jalaluddin Rumi, The Book of Love: Poems of Ecstasy and Longing
You could string a hundred endless days together,My soul would find no comfort from this pain.You laugh at my tale? You — Jalaluddin Rumi, The Book of Love: Poems of Ecstasy and Longing
You could string a hundred endless days together,My soul would find no comfort from this pain.You laugh at my tale? You — Jalaluddin Rumi, The Book of Love: Poems of Ecstasy and Longing
You could string a hundred endless days together,My soul would find no comfort from this pain.You laugh at my tale? You — Jalaluddin Rumi, The Book of Love: Poems of Ecstasy and Longing
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You could string a hundred endless days together,My soul would find no comfort from this pain.You laugh at my tale? You may be educatedBut you haven’t learned to love till you’re insane

— Jalaluddin Rumi, The Book of Love: Poems of Ecstasy and Longing
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