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Nov 2020
And the blue universe ..
It wakes in the gaze of lovers
The breath of the grass is sparkling.
On the cheek of awakening ..
see her..
And she overwhelms me like sadness ..
washing me with her thesauri
a language that died for centuries.
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Written by
amal
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