A selection of the most beautiful Texts about November and Autumn that you can use for Instagram posts, captions, and stories.
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Aban is the most different name I have ever heard
sad
purple
Hot but cold
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November, this charming autumn
Tanaz and Kharaman
With his melodious steps
Spread a shadow over the hut of my heart
And the security of the embrace of pure autumn
He offered on my lonely bed
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Who says that sadness is dirty and cold?
Autumn is a reminder of pain
Autumn knows my heart
that tall trees love autumn
Me and this orange forest
This is autumn, I love to laugh
Autumn is my body and how beautiful it is
May the beautiful flower of your spring grow this fall
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It’s another turn, it’s the turn of the month of love and feelings
Welcome lovely November
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Aban was my first name
And the autumn of the mother who cut my navel from the yellow plane trees
Every time a leaf fell from the branch, the sparrows moved away
And I believed that this happened
It is blacker than a lonely swallow
A little high-flying, perhaps, is the hiss of my voice
And you are a happy passerby
You caress my soul to the bone
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From around autumn
You came with the November drizzle
The earth fell in love with you
And you are the cause of falling leaves
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Talam is the cold season of autumn and November
One night, be my month, my month of September
My shoulders are the starting point of morning pride
Come to my office in the ebony night
Simplicity is the secret of love and attachments
Be the pure silence of the mirror in my bed
It is nothing but blooming in my green thought
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Autumn has repeated cold on us
Aban Mubarak to that hug that has a friend
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When November comes, autumn moves a little bit from one side to the other
More leaves color the ground
The chatter of the wind intensifies
The coldness of his words
Little by little, he pulls the checkered suitcases to the corner of the closet
To pull out the first knitted dress
The clouds are getting closer together
Pomegranates become redder
Nights come earlier
I know this is the cycle of nature
where are you
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Aban is a girl with an umbrella made of rain
that every evening in the fence of autumn leaves
Waiting for the arrival of his loveless lover kills him
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Don’t come in November either
I don’t even accept autumn with two Qurans anymore
you were kind
Is it possible not to come in Mehr or Aban?
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We are supposed to be in the middle of November
Right in the middle of autumn
Beside the old elm, swallow dead end
Where love fell from God’s hand to the earth
And it stayed in Aban’s heart forever
set your watch
Do not be late for the appointment, my dear
I am waiting
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