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[Image] Kamoua National ParkLebanon
I'm falling slowly... moving right and left... totally depending on the winds that came from the east or the west...My body is pale... I can see it even that I'm closing my eyes, because i don't know what the benefit of opening them is; I will touch the soil in anyway...I passed my life looking at the sun, until she burnt me by her rays...Now I left my existence... I left my reality...I left everything to be a blank paper in the legend of seasons...Will someone write a word of love on me, so i believe that my fall is not a fall, but a life...