Hello Poetteers,
Here is where I feel comfortable. This is my favorite part. Book spine poetry.
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From Beirut to Jerusalem
A book thief
a kite runner
spending mornings in Jenin
Her olives
sought the wind.
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Does my head look big in this
a veil of roses?
Keeping faith
say what you will.
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Love, Fida
check out my books
Here is where I feel comfortable. This is my favorite part. Book spine poetry.
From Beirut to Jerusalem
A book thief
a kite runner
spending mornings in Jenin
Her olives
sought the wind.
---
Does my head look big in this
a veil of roses?
Keeping faith
say what you will.
Love, Fida
check out my books
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