Love is the cure,
the medicine,
it has the power to heal your wounds,
to restore your trust,
to make your life good...
Love...
is what you deny from yourself.
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Souvenirs
I didn't go to the market to buy a papyrus or a galabiya the souvenirs I got from there are imprinted in me: my aching heart my confused...
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My culture is hunting me down My language is after me My roots are jeopardizing my choices My being is suspected My identity is out to get me
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The only person I trust is someone I don't trust. The only person I want to speak with is someone I cannot speak with. I'm not a cri...
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I didn't go to the market to buy a papyrus or a galabiya the souvenirs I got from there are imprinted in me: my aching heart my confused...
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