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Under the rain, eyes calling for embrace,
A heartbeat singing in the ribs, endless in space.
Your hands a shelter through the years so cold,
For a lover weary, by time’s tale told.
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Yesterday, I was surrounded by those I thought were true friends—my support, my safety. But behind their smiles was betrayal. The masks fell, and their truth was revealed.
Yet in the midst of all that hurt, one person remained—genuine in love, loyal in presence. They didn’t sell me out, didn’t leave. Their presence alone was enough to restore my faith that honesty still lives in some hearts
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حينما يعود الشِتاء
وتبدأ رائحة المطَر بإقتحام الأجواء
حينما يصبح الليل أطول
والمساء أكثر برودة
تذكريني
أنا الذي أحبك أكثر من المطَر
ودعيت لأجلكِ
كثيراً.
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do you understand what it means for a tired person to love you a person whose desire to form relationships has faded but he excluded you? do the nights that were gone return to us? is there a way to see you?
