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Naohama - Libyan Cultural Blog
Thursday, March 08, 2007
Tiggy sent this poem to me, which I liked to the most.The most is Tiggy in her best. laila
I emerge A white lie A stained butterfly Seeking only paper flowers, Nectars awry. Then my wings Edges smoking Tell me you’re close by. Lodged as you are Between the ribs, Under the sigh I beg: Don’t make me flutter I ask : Don’t move please, I .. still .. live.