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قديم 11-23-2011, 02:18 PM
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عبدالله الفيفي
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The necks rose up to sky and an infant as a lobe moon went out of that gap and began in falling till he disappeared in one of the sides of the village between houses , then a young likes princes of paradise followed him up and fell down , another one fell down , another one successively , until they filled the squares of the village !
They are in number of the little and young girls of the village , each female has no husband or a sad widow .
It seemed as if morning breathed ,and a new day , flying white doves , loud joys raised from all houses .


الله الله الله

سلمت روح كتبت هذا الشعر

فعلا مقطع شاعري جميل

باهرة يا غادة

تقبلي مروري كمذهول

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