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By Dr. Adnan Bozan
I saw you before the sun laid eyes on you,
Before longing was born in the soul of distances.
You lived in my pulse,
As a thought d…
By: Dr. Adnan Bouzan
Oh, the flames of longing blaze deep inside,
Can the fire of yearning in my chest subside?
This land is drowning in endless g…
The sword, though absent from my sight, remains unsheathed, And justice is wielded by its blade if might allows.
The pen guards thoughts adorned with…