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Freedom


                                                                                                        My words are not to be paid
                                                                                                        My thoughts are not always said
                                                                                                        My verses are petals in red

                                                                                                        Even when spring is sad
                                                                                                        My flowers never fade
                                                                                                        Since love makes me mad


                                                                                                        Free is all I want to be
                                                                                                        Only treasures I want to see
                                                                                                        And my wings will guide me
                                                                                                        Where horizon appears in the sea.





                                                                                                        Art & Literature Defying Covid-19


                                                                                                        A virus  confined the world
                                                                                                        But never the word
                                                                                                        Fear invaded the globe
                                                                                                        But never the  heart

                                                                                                        Courage, creation and intelligence
                                                                                                        Were the soldiers of resistance
                                                                                                        Between man and woman no difference
                                                                                                        Since their messages lead a sens


                                                                                                        For letters no more illness
                                                                                                        For spirits no more sadness
                                                                                                        For the world,  all the happiness
                                                                                                        Since languages glorify uniqueness.

                                                                                                        @Hayet Haj Khlil, Cygne de Vie
















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