by Alia Ali Al-Semeiti
The sun crosses the clouds
you can't see
the sun, but you can feel the heat in
the air.
When the clouds spit on me
wind and sun with blue sky
hearing raindrops
when wind makes trees dance.
The sun crosses the clouds
you can't see
the sun, but you can feel the heat in
the air.
When the clouds spit on me
wind and sun with blue sky
hearing raindrops
when wind makes trees dance.
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