Poems by Mahmoud Darwish

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Her eyes are Palestinian
I come from there and remember,
I come from there and I have memories
They did not recognize me in the shadows
O rose beyond the reach of time and of the senses
On the day when my words
Between Rita and my eyes
Here on the slopes of hills, facing the dusk and the cannon of time

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