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May 2019
You was  a beautiful dream
Now, You become  a  horrible nightmare
You was a colourful image drawn in my mind
Now, You are a colourless image inside my head.
Red, the colour of love, vanished in the air
Black, the colour of death,  shades our dreams black
Making, therefore, our Curse
our beautiful memories hunt me every night
It was a yellow bless
Now, it becomes a dark curse
Shattering my heart every night
Saïda Boūzazy
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Saïda Boūzazy  27/F
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