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The Bride of Necklace of Tales
By: Ali Taha Alnobani
To the leaders of our world
© 2011 by Ali Taha Alnobani
Thus the sea was
A bride who has a necklace of tales
A world of love
Dancing in dales
And a glass of wine
Sparkling of delight
In her loosely might
Blue and white
She was yours
She was mine
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Nodding as I pass, their
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The hedgerows heavy with blossom.
Their distinctive perfume
Drifted by me, on the breeze.
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