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Feb 2017
I fancied you'd return the way you said,
But I grow old and I forget your name
انتظرت عودتك كما وعدت لكنني انتظرت وانتظرت حتى   كهلت ونسيت اسمك.

- I should have loved a thunderbird instead;
At least when spring comes they roar back again.
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.
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