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The Last Invasion's Captive - Khaled Al-Daoudi
JOD
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A poet washes the dryness of the earth with the flood of his songs, and what flows from his fatigue is but the thirst of his chest... Tell him if he does not speak with longing that the seasons have changed... Your breath is no longer a perfume! And the mirrors have shattered... no trace of the image remains, and you are like the desert wind, naked, clothed by nothing else! So last night, I hid a silk dress for you in my notebook, and yesterday, I wrote of you at the highest price—who will buy?