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The Gipsy Clouds
By: Ali Taha Alnobani
My sweetheart who left me before a year
Today was very near
I saw her when I was drunk
In my cup
And also in my fear
I wished to tell her about the muddy way
Over there, at the crazy row of thoughts
Inside the dream of the sea
That got bored of futile boats
I tried to call her
But she couldn't hear
And the life reared to me i...
Wednesday 6th March 2013 8:41 pm
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