Lyrics of Life
Poetry is untranslatable, like the whole art.
Feb 26, 2011
Don’t grieve. Anything you lose comes round in another form.
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Don’t grieve. Anything you lose comes round in another form. Friends are enemies sometimes, and enemies friends. I was a tiny bug. Now a ...
Feb 25, 2011
Write down ! I am an Arab
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Write down ! I am an Arab And my identity card number is fifty thousand I have eight children And the ninth will come after a summer Wi...
A Word on Statistics
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Out of every hundred people, those who always know better: fifty-two. Unsure of every step: almost all the rest. Ready to help, if i...
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