had1atallah
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He was an animal now For attacking, biting Hiding and hunting Living only to preserve himself And his Family …The wind screamed over and his eyes were white; his eyelids stitched with blood. Suddenly she was afraid She remembered the man Lying dead in the bushes With a gun in her hands For sex was…
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Peace when kneeling at the high altar Freedom when she was dressed in my jacket Madness when I wrote my words on her pale skin We die everyday Almost everyday Like Never Ever Land La passion est l’esprit de la vie et la patience est la vie de l’esprit We still remember When the days…
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This does not endanger The ease and Peace of mind And once It has been so. What a wasteful method. It would be a shame If the governing law Would destroy us. And the beautiful babies And the others to come This was expected. Rash? Unmarried? Irresponsible? …The law only keeps its share of the…
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You can be stout and slow,With eyes that twinkle in friendship.The kind who calls out “Good morning!”And in the midst of a laugh,Makes us remember flowers. You can hum under your breath,Roll a coin back and forth over your knuckles.Make it spin and catch the light. The point isn’t to feel great.The point is to…
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How can we know what is fair? Is he careless or guided? He is true… …He also hums to himself and peers through windows.
Hadi Atallah 