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I love your way of talking 🤎.

I love your eyes, your voice, and your laugh 🤎.

To Habiba Jabbar Rasheed: Your soul is simple, your worries are small And the nest has not experienced fire I know little, he has excuses But I see with Jabbar's eyes ….. I don't care what happened to you And your dreams were high One of those nights Jabbar, untie his heart and my throat .... He said he waited for it, and did not hope for it And braid my worries, and don't paralyze them And open my wounds, and do not paralyze them Promises of those who die, write them down as a god ….. All of them were not in his hand He did not tame his distant dreams Oh his star, And his Eid crescent Jabbar is not a poet...a poem -Amer Assi

Even sleep can escape when we need it , just like the others.

And whoever delivered it to their door, they said.. Don't get your veil.!