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Sep 2015
I am an idea thought up.
I am an idea forgotten.
I was a thought heard.
I am a thought  forgotten.
I am what you could’ve been.
I am the song of your heart.
I am a song unheard.
I am erased and forgotten.
Nina A Attia
Written by
Nina A Attia  Egypt
(Egypt)   
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