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Tawqeet by Mona Al-Masdar
JOD
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He could not contain his collapse and screamed for the first time: "I am all the margins, I am the one who gave up my feet to the lord of distance and did not despair, I am the one whose beauty was uprooted by truth, leaving me with nothing but a worn-out bone affected by weathering! Oh Lord of the universe, soothe my heart, for I am not fit for all this dissonance, uproot me from my origins and dry my soil, for I am not fit, I am the stranger, so strip me of my features and attributes." He gasped and sighed continuously. The shell began to crawl around him, he stretched out, then curled up, and hugged himself like a fetus. The shell covered him, and algae grew over it, then he exhaled!