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An amazing story,
Beyond defeat beyond glory,
Of homes built with ****** sweaty teary bones,
Of hearts carved by elastic days to pose in graves as stones!
A dance more Fancy than beliefs knowledge and chance,
Behind those walls truth did glance...
A lady dressed with eyes around,
Sang her sound,
He was a man filled with her covering warmth, never lost nor found,
Her eyes held heat as well, and by stillness he was bound...
The sky was tomorrow fallen onto her ground,
My words may stare into the Windows of your soul,
As I am a today that may proudly fall,
As words say who said them and winds of winters call,
We obey a day as it hears what we speak,
We are it at a peek,
So take a peak,
We fade to be roads as roads emerge to pass though,
And so a breath new is nothing new,
The story above started before love,
And will end after I end?
By: Laith Aktham Qusus