The breeze of the cold wind and the smell of night whispers your name,
The trees and owls whisper your name,
I look at the stars and they whisper your name,
Even my heart...whispers your name,
But my lips can't whisper it.
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-Hajer
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AMBIVALENT LIFE (prose)
Poetry༄ 𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐈 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐤𝐞 • ❁ If you wanna say "𝐼 𝑟𝑒𝑙𝑎𝑡𝑒" read this. • ✭A book that has ambivalent feelings going from sadness to happiness,,from love to heartbreak and from fear to safeness. • 〘𝑰𝒕'�...
