Между прутьями раздается голос Милада, слезы Милада, руки за прутьями, скачать в хорошем качестве

Между прутьями раздается голос Милада, слезы Милада, руки за прутьями,

When Vali was taken away, it was as if the pillars of the house had broken. The sound of the door closing, but the echo of its silence went deep into Milad's soul. Milad remained, with a world of "I wish," with a hatred that could neither be said nor suffocated. But now he is behind bars; where his nights smell of fatigue and longing. Every day, he touches the cold walls of the prison and looks for the door — not for freedom, but for a sign of Milad. Milad who is outside, with empty hands and a heart full of pain, looking for a way to break the cruel locks of the law and injustice. Milad prays for Vali every night, not just with his tongue, but with all his tired bones. He runs, fights, screams. But no one hears. It is as if the world has turned deaf to the voice of someone who only screams for love. Milad's heart is no longer the same as before; it is wounded, broken, but it still beats for Vali's freedom. And maybe this small hope will save this broken heart from collapse... If you want me to expand this text into a story or a longer literary prose, I can write in more detail.