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Feb 2020
I am the traveler
holding the
glow close,
the heart
is a lantern,
the light
through the
crevices
of my soul,  
it’s home
was once the
constellations,
and through
the white
petals, I
became
it, and
journey
to seek
the ones
to hold it
with me.
Hiba Mohammed Sobh
Written by
Hiba Mohammed Sobh  25/F/Beirut
(25/F/Beirut)   
562
   Bogdan Dragos
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