She was like the moon a part of her was always hidden
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Arabian honey | poetry |
«My dreams that are sitting in the balcony , sipping their cup of coffee are actually having a date
Waiting f...
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" These mountains that you are carrying ; you were only suppose to climb. "
This story is a reflec...