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#Civilized_Dialogue #Fatima_Al-Falahi 
1231. I thought you were playing the flute in the heart of a hermit; filled with late night prayers. Even if the waves celebrated me in front of you, then distance occupied you. 1232. He drew me in like the sun breaking on the sea… He stole a secret from me and I deposited it 1233 like the sea dried up by the waves. As the turquoise sang, he taught us its mystery and breadth… the art of writing, painting, escaping exile, and often….
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