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It happened quietly,
like the sun slipping over the horizon.
Your eyes met mine for a moment too brief,
yet it stretched into forever.
I wondered, could a nazm begin with silence?
For in that stolen second,
my heart wrote its first verse,
and the world ceased to exist.
Love, at first, is a garden in spring
soft, fragrant, and full of life.
Your laughter sounded like ghungroo,
ringing softly in forgotten corners of my soul.
We tiptoed through stolen time,
afraid to breathe too loud
lest the spell...
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