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The reader Ahmad Al-Sandawi writes: The eye of madness

Citizen journalism

I know that my longing for you —– and my hair and love eye madness

And I know that I spent the nights —– chasing a dream. No. It will not be

But consider my heart and my eyes do not know

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Take into account the insistence on praise in you —– and describe the eyes and the magic of the eyelids

And to regulate love and guidance to you —– and organize a longing for the land of sorrow

And my heart divides that you are right —– All your shadow shades of suspicion

And to leave the walls of Shawki —– important loss loved those prisons

And my eyes always say that —– Jamal is the most elusive

Half of Joseph was half and —– rotated by dividing the aspirants

But half: a quarter of your eyes are fair —- and a quarter to live by others

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I kept repeating that my longing – and my hair and my love eye madness

And live my mind and my heart and eyes —– They are big and do not know

How can I say that love is impossible?

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