Hazzar
He rarely sings.
That is true.
Said the
white mountain owl
"Ammar"
He rarely sings.
For,
When he sings;
Violent winds will weep.
Old trees shall weep.
Rugged mountains,too,
Majestic and far.
A sacred bird.
One sad
and lonely bulbul
he "Hazzar"
Said the white mountain owl,
Ammar.
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