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Mar 2018
The valve that holds me together
A location out of place
A thorn in the woods
The pressure of a current


A mystery worth knowing
A code worth deciphering
The blister that won’t heal
A morning that never rises

An eclipse of consciousness
A national holiday
An emotional stalemate
The stewing of celestial juices

A lapse of vision.
A tear for my forsaken stability
Saddal Diab
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Saddal Diab  32/F/Egypt
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