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48 Depression Yadollah Royai One heart was beating between us, one heart was beaten between us when suddenly we were led out of that small familiar cell. Prison walls lined up to prevent passage to the other side. Each time a passerby coughed on the other side of the window, a star released a dagger. This side of the window, once every 24 hours a whip reared its head from the calendar. The rock’s large heart did not beat and the leaf could not hear its own heartbeat except in the rain. Calendar, whips and wide walls escorted us past 24 coughs, 24 daggers. Translated by Sholeh Wolpé and Ahmad Karimi-Hakkak ...

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