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2020 Spring
Poetry, written by Ali Taha Alnobani
A metallic alien object with plastic gaze
Without emotions, and no feelings
It holds tapered forceps and a magnifying glass
It runs on the empty street
Like a spooky ghost
Like an absurd robot
His eyes are round, red
His nose is crunchy squared
And his voice is like air when it comes from the hole of a sick object
***
Now h...
Saturday 11th April 2020 11:00 pm
Freedom
we all go through very similar
tough patches in our life. yet everyone around us thinks we have it better than them.
that our problems are not as serious as theirs.
that is where the problem starts. because we are scared to speak up.
we think we will be judged. rather than listened to. or being related to.
we have to come together as a community. we must love. share kindness. shar...
Wednesday 25th July 2018 3:42 am
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