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Creative Writing


How frequent it became
that flowers themselves
would fall in love with you

They would fall for a scent
that filled all wounds with 
love, and eyes that everything
pretty in the universe would 
drown in , and a voice that 
even stars would begin to
listen to,

They almost look as if they
would pluck themselves to
be in your hands

-    Hashim, Y. A.