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Articles tagged "Laila Neihoum"

O My Libya

We’ll go with you wherever you may go. Our palm trees blossom from your secret springs. Your face redeems us. When Nowhere’s left for you we’ll take your place. You will always be us when nowhere’s left to go. The flower cranes its neck upon your door. Arrogance avoids your path. Nights frolic, their stars bright as suns. The Pleiades usher in the dawn where young girls weave green fields        for that which is to...
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