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Bench of Strangers
Three hours break between sessions and a book to read means that she will have to find me a seat in the library. Although, it was cold just the idea of locking herself in a closed place for three hours sounded unbearable. After a short walk, she found herself at Campo Santa Margherita. She looked Read more
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Afternoon Walks
It’s those walks on this island “Venice”, the island that looks like nothing but itself. Those walks take me back to the past and to memories I didn’t even know I have. From that pink flower that looks the same as the one we used to have in front of our house in the village. Read more
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The only difference is the Sounds
From Kafar rouman to Venice Theoretically speaking we are always considered locked up. We always seek for freedom, we always consider ourselves prisoned, our souls trapped within our bodies, and bounded by our abilities and limitations. When it comes to being locked down, restricted from leaving our homes and forced to maintain social distance was Read more
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Magical
One single star up there,the master of them all,the moon.Shining over the crowd,reflecting on the water,mixing its beauty with the festive lights.The Red, the purple, the green,and the yellowish fire,all mixing magically together.The music is getting higher, you’re detaching from the crowd,it dissolves in the background,you’re enchanted,floating above the masked faces,above the magical lights and Read more
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Loss
We always lie to ourselves; we lie saying that we accept, we are strong, we are brave and we understand that is how life goes on. We lie saying that we accept that things should go in a certain way. We accept fictional and distance loss, we accept fictional “death”! But we are just liars, Read more
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Thinking Out loud
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