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Memories Aged with Urea - Ali Al-Hadithi
JOD
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It is time for me to pierce the sky of her silence with my illusions, and to dig up the graves of yesterday, that I may discover in the mummy of my days a touch that draws me a path to her heart... to her secret... to my foolishness... to... nothing... The serpent of yesterday chokes me, the scream that retreated into the depths of illusion awakens once more. Shall I release the scream and have them accuse me of madness? Or shall I let it gnaw at my soul until I wake up one day to find nothing of me but a pen whose ink has dried...