Tuesday, May 14, 2013

هوا البلاد

(ink on paper حبر على ورق)

My friend told me: "When you return to Palestine, we shall go together to your village. There, we'll let our hair to the breeze to play with its locks as it desires."
And she left me with my heart racing it to a waft of our homeland's breeze.
الاربعاء 15/05/2013
Wednesday 15/05/2013

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