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I Flourish
(2020)
I flourish inside the cocoons
of fragrant memories
when Beirut was young
and her hills slumbered
in an elongated time
the villagers all intoxicated with sumac
the dusty paths strewn
with basil underfoot
a freckled beauty
a rare affection
gone forever
to the lost graveyards
of depleted lifetimes
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