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كتب بواسطة :aymen | mercredi 20 avril 2016 | 0





Their departure does not mean that äÝäě lived in the waiting stations
To anticipate the looks of it long term
Perhaps we see the spectrum belonging to Naa longing again

In every moment waiting for other people comes
They carry with them the sweet joy and a lot of hope
To be happy with ourselves debilitating. . Wounds us deep wounds and wipe the worries of our sorrows

Desperate to leave the station and we are holding hands to hands that is left us. .

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