I was always jealous of the crows. When the teeth of the dog from no alley waited for their meat, they never grew old. The crows were never the color of the night, but they spread their wings as long as the night lasted. They flew, they had shadows.
| ISBN |
978-6008625520 |
|---|---|
| Publication Year |
1397 |
| Edition |
1 |
| Number of Pages |
178 |
| Publisher |
Nashr Chelcheleh |
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