Bottlenecks biting Poet / Nasser Ezzat Nassar Palestine (1) Who bled Jamra, he did not faint Biioa in the wind Where the sweat that dripped beneath them, Take a torrent Extended If they stood after all, you will breath Despite hide ecstasy, waves of fire ....? If they ..... Do they were looking for a morning of thorns No injures and their response the black .? Emma surprising wandered in my mouth? Maybe it was crazy to entrench ourselves in eyelashes mistresses Passion, .......... And Ntekhal .... There is a stab scent knight between braids and chest ... Lees from hunger and wakefulness, Not quench Saddana Alarzab While numbing Igazlna on the beach It is not a gentle wind above, Lovers watching the light Anagahm Without that party alludes to them ... !! (2) So why sometimes run away from me under the dead Iogl Madam Forest Oordta assassinated silence, Me looking face runaway Storming a revolution in the windows violet perfum...
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