All those who passed by were tangible and visible when you were alone with yourself. However, they carried their caravans and fled along the path that takes them away from you. When those residing in you dispersed without paying the price of loyalty, and when passersby moved to your heart leaving you, do as they did and rid yourself of them first... then change! And remember, they are not allies of your land. Fight them... fight them... fight them, with forgetfulness, and drift away as water slips through your fingers.

Publishing house: Dar Kalemat for Publishing and Distribution

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Year of publication : 2016