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Random First Lines:A poem I wrote about my country Palestine. » Read
I longed for them as I could see every tree covered with it. But then one incident changed my longing forever. It was the usual sunny morning; I heard the big thud of a foot step rushing my place early in the morning.
Short Story | Updated Feb 28, 2013 | Reads: 15 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 1
about a girl who is consider cold, and a boy telling his view of her.