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Jun 2011
Going through the forest
In between the trees
Where all of the leaves are green
Every step makes a sound
There is nothing around

Things are blooming
Showing their faces
No more slumbering
It’s time to awaken

Out from under
In with the new
I love the forest
How about you?
Heba Badr-El-Din
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Heba Badr-El-Din
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   Fenya
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