BEGINNINGأنور غني الموسويOct 2, 20251 min readMy postponed beginningIts slender fingers draw colorless butterflies.And its broken heart sings the songs of the absent.
YOU ARE You are the one I miss, The one whose absence worries me, The one I search for among people, The one whose eyes I love, The one whose smile I adore, The one for whom my heart beats.
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