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Feb 2018
When we saw these colored shadows, the magic whispers penetrate us very fast, and when I kissed the lips of a strange voice, the sun lights slept in my dreams as a butterfly. Can you touch these colored shadows? Can you hear their wishes?
Anwer  Ghani
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Anwer Ghani  44/M/Iraq
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