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السبت, 29 تموز/يوليو 2023 06:58

"Sophia"

كتبه  By Maher Bakeer Dallash
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The harshest kind of longing is to long for someone who is absent with his Lord, for absence is a black cloud with earthquake thunders...
A little girl was faltering, coming to life, with a charming smile on her cheeks. Her melodious voice confused the strings in her melody... Her joy filled the world with joy, longing and hope
She took her pen and papers, threw them into her eyeballs, threw them into her heart, freed her heart, freed her fear from her fear, and stayed here, stayed there. Butterflies flirt with her papers, flirt with her place.
Behind the letters are hidden and hidden under the ribs and spread among the images...
One evening... she drank her coffee for her impossible date... as if she was born a minute ago, then time passed as quickly as possible...
She tried to race against time to her death, but she could not. She asks about the situation. I wanted to answer her with thousands of years of age, which you count... And time passed faster than I imagined.. Ivy extended his hand... her hand, and sadness extended his hand... I extended my hand.
I shook hands with her... She shook my hand and went on... The place was silent... The time was silent... Silence reigned... Speech froze... I was sweating... I was filled with longing... I was filled with hope...
Her hand fell...my hand fell...we fell together...her face disappeared. She fell into burning ashes?
Death has been waiting since time immemorial.
I replied with a burning sensation... He is in my depths... I am in his depths. He is in my depths... I am in his depths
A shiver ran through my body... Sweat poured from my head.
I don't know what hit me?
I only hear her voice anymore. And I only see her picture. Her words broke through all the barriers on my chest a long time ago...Sofia is gone!!

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