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And I was in that state until my carrier reached a path from which two paths diverged, one to the right and one to the left. And it deviates from right to left. Ah, ah, then I found confusion in my soul, and I was terrified and terrified by everything until it reached me to the door. When it was opened, I found the smell of hell and the scents of a prisoner, which if a scent were to blow over all possibilities, they would return to non-purity. And entrusted me to the hand of this oppressor who turned away from you, and from him it came to you that you changed the names and their kingdom, and the attributes were cut off from their seats. When I learned of him and of what I had committed by helping me, I fled from him and his meeting to the arena of the glory of Your Oneness and the abode of the Throne of Your Greatness.
Ah, oh my beloved, ah, oh my purpose, ah, oh my hope, ah, oh my hope, ah, ah, how can I raise my head before the pen of Ali whom you have made the shining of your revelation and the source of your inspiration? How can I look at the pen that is attributed to Muhammad, your messenger, and in it is the number of the secrets of your judgment and the books of the tablets of your command? By your might, O my beloved, I am about to return to nothingness because of my shame and what happened to me in my days. May I be able to witness the pen of what you sent down to the soul of the decrees of your command and the secrets of your laws and decrees, and what appeared from it that proved your exaltation of yourself from proverbs and your sanctification of ghosts? Or do I hear the creak of the pen of the Kaleem with which He wrote your judgments, your wisdom, the essences of your unification, and the traces of your uniqueness?

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Ah, oh my beloved, ah, oh my purpose, ah, oh my hope, ah, oh my hope, ah, ah, how can I raise my head before the pen of Ali whom you have made the shining of your revelation and the source of your inspiration? How can I look at the pen that is attributed to Muhammad, your messenger, and in it is the number of the secrets of your judgment and the books of the tablets of your command? By your might, O my beloved, I am about to return to nothingness because of my shame and what happened to me in my days. May I be able to witness the pen of what you sent down to the soul of the decrees of your command and the secrets of your laws and decrees, and what appeared from it that proved your exaltation of yourself from proverbs and your sanctification of ghosts? Or do I hear the creak of the pen of the Kaleem with which He wrote your judgments, your wisdom, the essences of your unification, and the traces of your uniqueness?