Wisdom

Not for going hungry, O man, believe me,

Akrom MalikAugust 25, 2025, 20:46

Translated from Uzbek · Original text

Not for going hungry, O man, believe me,You'll have much regret for having eaten your fill.And the heaviest torment of all, it seems, will comeBecause you have forgotten how to weep.Akrom MALIK

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