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Child-Nature

Child-Nature

Seasons change and so do we
I have matured so much in little time
From the birth of our new...

Poem -

Flushed

Oh’ yes indeed, I do yet still
vividly recall
how a single outstretched
palm might...

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The last Piano in the Gaza...


The piano survived.
The oud, the violin,
the trumpet, the qanun,
the flute—...