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Apr 2015
Just when storms appear you lose yourself under the pressure of the invisible oceans and scream out every name that ever caused you a heartache
but none can hear it.
Listen carefully to the secret silent conversations, do as they command.
Lose that glimpse of hope
Hold on to what's left of you
Cry out what's left of them
Fold and tuck the memories
Fly and kiss a star, that shall distract the moon
Have a cup of patience
Shower yourself with ignorance
Everything is just a matter of time
Huda
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Huda  29/F
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