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Herat

Herat (/hɛˈrɑːt/;Persian: هرات; Pashto: هرات; Ancient Greek: Ἀλεξάνδρεια ἡ ἐν Ἀρίοις, Alexandria Ariana; Latin: Alexandria Ariorum) is the third largest city of Afghanistan. It has a population of about 436,300, and serves as the capital of Herat province, situated in the fertile valley of the Hari River. It is linked with Kandahar and Mazar-e-Sharif via highway 1 or the ring road. It is further linked to the city of Mashhad in neighboring Iran through the border town of Islam Qala.

Herat dates back to the Avestan times and was traditionally known for its wine. The city has a number of historic sites, including the Herat Citadel and the Mosallah Complex. During the Middle Ages Herat became one of the important cities of Khorasan, as it was known as the Pearl of Khorasan. It has been governed by various Afghan rulers since the early 18th century. In 1717, the city was invaded by the Hotaki forces until they were expelled by the Afsharids in 1736. After Nader Shah's death and Ahmad Shah Durrani's rise to power in 1747, Herat became part of Afghanistan. It witnessed some political disturbances and military invasions during the early half of the 19th century but the 1857 Treaty of Paris ended hostilities of the Anglo-Persian War. Herat suffered from extensive destruction during the Soviet war in the 1980s, but certain parts of the city has been spared from it.

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Summers Lost

by: Hurt

Lie to me say you were wrong
Like you have too many times
And I'll believe it's not my fault
Like i have too much time
So hear me now boy
Stay alive 'cause that's the way it should go
Would your maker have opened your eyes
If he'd preferred them closed?
To feel the weight of summers lost
I'd love to have you here
And all the times we've ever crossed
It was just to keep you here
To try to be something you are not
Like i have for you and promised too
I know we'll get through this and won't
Let you do it, so stop!
And make believe that i'm not wrong
'cause if i was
We'd all be gone!
Nights without end seem to bleed into days
Try to forget that it turned out this way
I wear the mark of the permanent stain
Not accidentally, i cursed god's good name
I am still mortified yet believed in a way
That when my days are done
We'll be in the same plane
With winters mean brimstone i set sail for Euphrates
All I can say is it's a god damned shame
Just to feel the pain of summer's loss i'd love to have new years
And all the times i've missed my loss
It's just to keep you
Just to keep you




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